Come and venture with me,
In a journey of my history,
No lies, no covering of facts,
Just the truth 4 u 2 c,
When there was no slavery,
When lands belonged 2 their propper owners,
When people would cross borders with no boundaries,
Lets do an inquiry,
Of the past events,
But lets keep the facts clean,
Not covered by hidden tents.
Lets expose the truth once again,
When Natives used 2 roam their lands,
When hispanics, latinos, and chicanos were all "Mexicans".
B4 we were distant brothers,
B4 we started the conflict with one another,
And racism was an event in life,
That remained covered.
I'm just trying to past this lil' knowledge in me,
A little thing I call My history.
(Our History Now)