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My name’s Jessie
-These are the letters that have been used to describe me.
-My name is Jessie, its always been written just the same, but today is the fruitful fateful day that I decided to change my name.
-Today I changed my name to Pablo…because someone asked me “hey did you jump the border” and I said, “Fuck you, hell no.”
-Today I changed my name…because there’s porno sites of white assholes fucking the dumb Mexican maid.
-I changed my name to Juan… because I’m tired of mowing your fuckin lawn!!
-Today I changed my name for all the stupid motherfuckers that thought Cinco de Mayo was Mexico’s independence day.
-Today I changed my name to Jose… because Mexican kids don’t eat every fuckin day
-Because one of my brothers says, “Hi, my name is Bob” or occasionally “good to meet you, I’m Rob.
-Your name is Roberto, no seas tan terco and be proud of the word, sometimes this thing gets too fuckin absurd.
-Today I changed my name…because mi tio Nacho wasn’t a slave but he’s hunched over picking strawberries every fuckin day.
-Because East L.A.’s streets aren’t always paved.
-Because we’ve been here for centuries and we only get to celebrate it with a simple 8-hour day.
-Today I changed my name…because little puppet and joker were getting kinda lame.
-Because Common said, “Afro-centricities was a thing of the past,” yo look around its sitting here full fuckin blast.
-Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t wanna rain on your day, I just wanna know when will it be the Mexicans leading the parade?
-Today I changed my name…because I’m tired of being unheard, because my skin is brown and I have passion that burns, because Coloso could have made a difference and he was shot, because when you took my land I got nothing and you got lots, because brown pride is thing of the past and all I have to show for it is ass beating and smoking some grass, because I have to go to school on Cesar Chavez’s birthday, because there’s nothing more that hurts than being called a wetback, because living in Mexico I wasn’t from there, because I was a gringo with shiny black hair, because I wanna know when It will be cool to be brown, because there’s someone here that’s thinking "fuck you sit down," because my heart is on fire and all my words burn, because they call me the hired hand "hey fuck you your sitting on my land," because your stupid and cant pronounce my name, your tongue cant roll R’s it drives me insane.
-Today I changed my name…because as the first-born son, my father didn’t give me his name because Jessie sounded more American.
-And that’s why I changed my name.
-These are the letters that have been used to describe me.
-My name is Jessie, its always been written just the same, but today is the fruitful fateful day that I decided to change my name.
-Today I changed my name to Pablo…because someone asked me “hey did you jump the border” and I said, “Fuck you, hell no.”
-Today I changed my name…because there’s porno sites of white assholes fucking the dumb Mexican maid.
-I changed my name to Juan… because I’m tired of mowing your fuckin lawn!!
-Today I changed my name for all the stupid motherfuckers that thought Cinco de Mayo was Mexico’s independence day.
-Today I changed my name to Jose… because Mexican kids don’t eat every fuckin day
-Because one of my brothers says, “Hi, my name is Bob” or occasionally “good to meet you, I’m Rob.
-Your name is Roberto, no seas tan terco and be proud of the word, sometimes this thing gets too fuckin absurd.
-Today I changed my name…because mi tio Nacho wasn’t a slave but he’s hunched over picking strawberries every fuckin day.
-Because East L.A.’s streets aren’t always paved.
-Because we’ve been here for centuries and we only get to celebrate it with a simple 8-hour day.
-Today I changed my name…because little puppet and joker were getting kinda lame.
-Because Common said, “Afro-centricities was a thing of the past,” yo look around its sitting here full fuckin blast.
-Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t wanna rain on your day, I just wanna know when will it be the Mexicans leading the parade?
-Today I changed my name…because I’m tired of being unheard, because my skin is brown and I have passion that burns, because Coloso could have made a difference and he was shot, because when you took my land I got nothing and you got lots, because brown pride is thing of the past and all I have to show for it is ass beating and smoking some grass, because I have to go to school on Cesar Chavez’s birthday, because there’s nothing more that hurts than being called a wetback, because living in Mexico I wasn’t from there, because I was a gringo with shiny black hair, because I wanna know when It will be cool to be brown, because there’s someone here that’s thinking "fuck you sit down," because my heart is on fire and all my words burn, because they call me the hired hand "hey fuck you your sitting on my land," because your stupid and cant pronounce my name, your tongue cant roll R’s it drives me insane.
-Today I changed my name…because as the first-born son, my father didn’t give me his name because Jessie sounded more American.
-And that’s why I changed my name.
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