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Abhi The Nomad

Modern Boi

 

Modern Boi

(álbum: Modern Trash - 2019)


So all this time we have is all ours
No more waiting, make a move
You can live inside your modern math
I'll be on the moon, the moon

Remember when we used to take a rickshaw to the school shit,
Way back fore the service had my daddy packed and moving
I didn't speak a lick, trained my tongue with the cartoons, shit
Till a youngin fire breathing back when he was toothless
They would body shame my pigment, like I had a choice to choose it
Too foreign for the white kids too vanilla for the desis,
Not included, like double A's for Casios I grooved with
As a baby, last year I toured the nation off of music shit is crazy

I've travelled far and wide to find my place and lay my head
They say we're all confused I guess I am I must confess
But if the world will end then why not take go and take my chance?
Modern man, Do your dance

Mama came across the water like fuck a border
Like fuck the future Donald wanted, you can't deport the culture
My grandma voted and got shot at by soldiers
To me she's the Haitian Rosa, so in part I owe her
Wish I was older so I could've met her
But instead I write this letter like it's not a record
But it is and it's probably a hit, shit Abhi gone call me like
(Sol we could party to this shit)
Just some brown kids, down since round 2006
When Luda had us eating that chicken and beer
Ain't shit different ain't switching no gears
The ignorant still questioning which pigment he is
I'm a modern boy, more than you'll ever know
23 and me couldn't crack the code
But my DNA came from, all across the globe
In more ways than one, but there's only one Sol

I've travelled far and wide to find my place and lay my head
They say we're all confused I guess I am I must confess
But if the world will end then why not take go and take my chance?
Modern man, Do your dance, yeah yeah

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