[Hook x2]
When i turned eleven cut my braids off, braids off
Gave myself a haircut so i'd live soft, live soft
Dancing at the powwow was a no-no oh no
Jumped from reservation to the cold snow, cold snow

[Verse 1]
Ready or not, im red and ready to stop
To be the native in class, to be a target for shots
Since starting ten it's been hard, to be reminded of war
It didn't start in my yard, it's just a part of our world, uhhh
Trouble for no reason, through the four seasons
Red to black and yellow wanted white for a reason
Looked it but my peers knew the truth of my past
Said it like its something, cause you pushed me on my ass, damn
Shot me after class, claimed i never pay tax
Wish Id look for Harry's cloak, get invisible and pass
Through adversary, gave my elders disrespect
Gave my family years of silence I was stuck in the trap
Suburban home in rez, that's right!
Snowglobe living kept the danger outtasight
Witnessed evil when i had to leave the treedome
Cousins lawn brown and his car just got the repo

[Hook x2]
When i turned eleven cut my braids off, braids off
Gave myself a haircut so i'd live soft, live soft
Dancing at the powwow was a no-no oh no
Jumped from reservation to the cold snow, cold snow

[Verse 2]
Wanted to be, normal and shit
Study here, running there, make it balanced kept me fit
At the K.C. Centre, K-D fed me for dinner
Don't believe in a devil, you could call me a sinner
I said some terrible things in the form of a joke
Channel indian powers and dance around in the smoke
Sing it hutchah, dance monkey, gave me a slot
Said the culture was huffing gas in the casino parking lot
Fuck you, but I can't battle this at sixteen
Genocide was costly but they hide the reciepts
So educations decieved, all the pain i recieve
Its survival need to fade into the crowd but I bleed
No, no

[Bridge x2]
It was too much to handle ay
It was too much to handle ay

[Hook x2]
When i turned eleven cut my braids off, braids off
Gave myself a haircut so i'd live soft, live soft
Dancing at the powwow was a no-no oh no
Jumped from reservation to the cold snow, cold snow

[Bridge 2]
It was too much for me, handle at a young age
Wish i didn't tone it down, wish I felt some more rage
Wish I was articulate, I don't need you racists
Now i'm bout to break the 5th, now im bout to start living

[Hook x2]
When i turned eleven cut my braids off, braids off
Gave myself a haircut so i'd live soft, live soft
Dancing at the powwow was a no-no oh no
Jumped from reservation to the cold snow, cold snow