I’m not an African/
Or an African-American/
I’m an American/
Was born here/ Probably be buried in/
This land of misfits/ Liars and freedom/
To be me/ Long as being me ain’t treason/
The reason it’s easy for labels to stick/
The rich wanna keep track of who’s beneath them/
It used to be you’re either/ either/ neither/ or other/
Judge?/ Who reads?/ they scared of what’s under covers/
That’s why we couldn’t call another brothers/
Don’t you know division is for suckas?/

And this is for all the square pegs out there/
Who don’t speak the language and really don’t care/
Who got nappy hair and think life’s unfair/
Who can’t walk into a room with out the stare/
Well this is me/ I’m not you/
I’m here to make your lies come true/
Keep your opinions if you want to/
1, 2, 1, 2/ Come unglued

A punch in the liver/ After a bottle of liquor/
That’s how fun it is to hear white folk say nigger/
Especially true/ When they ain’t talkin’ to you/
And all of sudden look who’s the bully at school/
I don’t blame him/ We search for ourselves in the masses/
Find a match and we practice their habits/
A distraction from the spinning of the planet/
So we don’t notice hierarchy is fascist/
‘Cuz if we figured out/ That everything’s the same/
From the smallest atom up to the Milky Way/
Then we wouldn’t take/ These roles that we play/
And the rules of the day fade away to grey/
No more sacrifices to appease the Gods/
Or being better than people ‘cuz the people are odd/
Ask Malcom/ He saw the through the mirage/
They shot him when he became Malik Shabazz/

And this is for all the square pegs out there/
Who don’t speak the language and really don’t care/
Who got nappy hair and think life’s unfair/
Who can’t walk into a room with out the stare/
Well this is me/ I’m not you/
I’m here to make your lies come true/
Keep your opinions if you want to/
1, 2, 1, 2/ Come unglued

This goes out to walking contradictions/
Caught in a high contrast caste system/
I’m glad that I got bad vision/
I don’t even see the box that I don’t fit in/
Racism/ Sexism/
But the best ism/ Is schism/
Before you conquer you gotta split ‘em/
That’s only if you can get ‘em to listen/

And this is for all the square pegs out there/
Who don’t speak the language and really don’t care/
Who got nappy hair and think life’s unfair/
Who can’t walk into a room with out the stare/
Well this is me/ I’m not you/
I’m here to make your lies come true/
Keep your opinions if you want to/
1, 2, 1, 2/ Come unglued