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 breathin’ 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