I'm From

I'm from my mothers womb

blood, sweat, and tears

she went through toil for me

Im from, two-tone durags

with a, you do this and I'll do that

I'm too tired son;

2 shifts is way more than what I asked for

Where I'm from, you leave your self last,

housewarming gifts for the home warming guest

“Por que mi casa, es su casa” dirian

Im from, the taste in the air of fresh cut grass

and the smell of tanbark on a hot summer day

With Mickey Mouse ice cream pops

the cold melting cream, running down your hand

I’m from dirty, grass stained, khakis

with the, same old shoes and faded-out, hand-me-down, polos

with old clothes that stretch every which way

I'm from tear stains on the diner table

My father’s empty seat

My mother's smothering love

Its weird how she only knew how to cook for 3

So now theres always leftovers

Like tupperwares sticking out of the moist backyard

uprooted flowers here and there

tulips and lilies

Looking like a grave for the beautiful

Where I'm from, you take summer trips to The Pool and

and winter trips to The Park

with hot coco

over ice

Melting-

-pot of culture

Where I'm from, you don't disrespect one another

you get smacked if you do

My mother might look like a fragile little women

but I swear to God her backhand is made of steel

Never stole a thing in my life

Because where I'm from

you better make sure

you do you, while I do mine

because there's nothing stronger than latino pride

I'll stand, chin up like a lion

while I recite this

Because where I'm from

where she from

were we from

were it from

my mothers womb maybe

its all about pride (x2)