We’ve been raped, slaughter and slaved,
Given government names,
We walk with heads low
Because we stay feeling ashamed,
But my people once reigned,
Now catch them working in bodegas,
Incas, Mayans, Aztecas,
and Tainos selling manteca!
Instead of staying in escuela,
They stay watching novellas,
Illusions and delusions.
My people wake up!
It’s time for restitution!