[Chorus]

My immigrant son, my immigrant son

This battle called life our spirit is one

So raise up both flags, victorious one

My immigrant son my immigrant son

My immigrant child, you immigrant child

You race with both races this road goes for miles

You can't serve two masters but you have two homes

My immigrant son

My immigrant son

My immigrant son



[Verse 1]

Strange, growing up I was ashamed

House smelling like fufu, kid with the funny name

I was outcast by the outcast

I guess I was lamer than lame

African clothes on picture day wait, hold up let me explain

Cause I ain't fit in with the Sallys and I ain't fit in with the Johns

And I ain't fit in with the Keishas and I fit in with Daquan

I was too black for the white kids, too african for the black

Too american for my parents friends so what was I to do with that?

All i could do was attack

And fit in wherever they let me

But KMart never had bicycle license plates with the name Kelechi

So I tried hard to impress these

Kids who would never get me

And accept these substitute teachers would never say my name correctly

On dry land on a jetski

A fish out of water

Well lets be honest

I was a real African American the definition of mixed breed

So miss me

With that “African Booty Scratcher” I'm an African prince

Counting this paper like folding a cootie catcher want to know what passionate is

My bars are like the stars and stripes

Painted over Green and White

Naija blood is in my veins from my mother's love to my fathers might

And we aren't alike cause I'm Igbo

Meaning I got a big ego

One time for the Super Eagles

Two times for my Naija people

The American dreams our parents have seen through me are becoming legitimate

An immigrant son from the the mother land but Lady Liberty is the surrogate

And we going after every single thing they told our parents they would never get

I'm Nigerian. Im American

Not bad for some immigrant sons



[Chorus]

My immigrant son, my immigrant son

This battle called life our spirit is one

So raise up both flags, victorious one

My immigrant son my immigrant son

My immigrant child, you immigrant child

You race with both races this road goes for miles

You can't serve two masters but you have two homes

My immigrant son

My immigrant son

My immigrant son



[Verse 2: Phay]

Do you know how it is to be born in America?

Still feel like a second class citizen

I remember September 11th hit

Now my citizenship is irrelevant

Looking at me like a terror-or-ist

Mama don't wear your scarf I'm embarrassed

And I can't even blink, can't even think

Without feeling like I'm gonna need me a shrink

Turn back around got me feeling I'm different

Making me fear and hate my religion

Culture my race, my family pride

It's all been erased, all been deprived

Now look at my face, look at my eyes

And what do you see? Immigrant in disguise

Immigrant in the minds of white Europeans Americanized

And then I realized, we came to America Dollar and dream

Malcolm X told me to get it, I told him I got it I'll do it all by any means

Mommy wear that hijab, I promise you mom is the finest of queens

Daddy can't thank you enough opportunity living right here the American Dream



[Outro: Ezzie]

Immigrant son, my immigrant son

An alien cause only you are knowing where you're from

And you gone have to fly to get where they get if they run

My immigrant son, My immigrant son

Immigrant child, My immigrant child

The hate gon' make you strong but the strength will make you proud

So go and kick your feet up, you gon' be here for awhile

My immigrant son, My immigrant son, My immigrant son