Hello, Lakisha
My name's Lakisha
Named after my Dad
His names Lakostia
Goes by Coz
I go by Kish
Because it's shorter
And to me
A lot less obvious

At home my momma
She calls me Kisha
But at the school yard
There were a million
When I was yound
I needed freedom
And to feel
I stood out in the world
(Too Many Girls)

Just. Stand. Out.
When I was sixteen
I wanted money
I put Lakisha on my resume
How funny
It was a joke
I found that no one
Would call me back
Because of it
(Oh ****)

I'll tell you the truth
Like when I moved to New York
Nobody knew my name
I put my head down and worked
Like 2 jobs at a time
Learned to read between the lines
I'll say im Kish on my resume this time!

I was 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 im not a bit ashamed
(It's my name)

When I sign my signature
It's with an "I"
And never with a "K"
You call me Kilo
But Lakisha
Forever will be my name