[Verse One: Emilio Rojas]
Listen, I'm the half cracker and half Latin
But I can't dance and the kid speak bad Spanish
So he hear them laugh at him, when I was younger
I was fluent then my parents let me cave into my influences
I ain't go to school with kids like this so no kids like this
Daddy's side looking at a younging like the white one
And my mama side looking at his fright one
Wishing she had a fully white son, yeah, had me tight then
Yeah, had me pissed, this life is such a puzzle
Made me wonder where I fit, them righteous motherfuckers tell me
How could you forget but they ain't stepping in the minute my father left
And they wanna place blame, made me feel ashamed for forgetting
Wanna criticize for the way that I'm living
Both sides mad that I had my way with they women
I'm the best of both worlds, it's a given, I'm all mixed up

[Hook]
I don't choose sides, everybody mad cause the kid too fly
Wonder what I am, is he Spanish? Is he White?
But I don't give a damn cause I'm doing alright, I'm all mixed up

[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
I'm sick of crackers telling me I'm only a Spic
And I'm sick of Spics telling me that I ain't shit
I'm a Venezuelan American and proud of my heritage
Even though my father not around to be sharing it
High school, they all tried to clown in the lectures
Coming out they mouth, they calling the kid Hector
Disrespectful, haters would get in extra
That's why I'm getting even with 'em, being successful
Throwing a lot of it and then applied to colleges
Said I was a Spic, that was the reason for my scholarship
It's irrelevant to 'em that I'm intelligent
When all my relatives moving and started settling
The ignorant done got a limited exposure
So I'm going back to my roots, Lamont Dodger
Me and my culture's getting a lot closer
So you can say I want closure, I'm all mixed up