Letras
My name's Lakisha, named after my Dad
His name's Lakostia, goes by Coz (that's his name)
I go by "Kish" because it's shorter
And, to me, a lot less obvious (not the same)
At home, my momma, she calls me Kisha (Kisha)
But at the school yard, there were a million (million)
When I was young, I needed freedom
And to feel I stood out in this world (too many girls)
just stand out
When I was sixteen, I wanted money
I put Lakisha on my resumé, how funny
It was a joke, I found that nobody
Would call me back because of it (oh, shit)
Tell you the truth like when I moved to New York
Nobody knew my name, I put my head down and worked
Like two jobs at a time, learned to read between the lines
I'll say I'm Kish on my resumé this time
Meant to be named "India"
After my greatest grandmother (that's her name)
But someone had a baby first
And the name was given right to her (what a shame)
I'd probably end up a lot more conscious
I'd burn some incense, I'd pray to rocks and
It's hard to say who you would be
If you were named after somebody else
But I feel guilty stereotyping
Would have me leave it out of all and everything
Some people like to assume different
But in truth, I'm not a bit ashamed (it's my name)
When I sign my signature
It's with an "L" and never with a "K"
You call me Kilo
But Lakisha forever will be my name