Lyrics Split Down the Middle - Leo Xia

You ask me what is my point of origin
Is saying it's the land we're standing on too much of a sin
Too much of a travesty, blasphemy in your mind
Sometimes I wish I could respond in kind

Like I don't give a shit what your passport is
All I need is the location your grandparents lived
You don't bleed red, white and blue like us
How can you be patriotic there's not much to discuss
Yin yang spittin' fire at my toes,
Got this ABC dichotomy splitting me down the middle ooh

Are you tired of not feeling good enough
Sometimes all you need is a little love
To carry on, where's your carry on?
All this baggage on your back yeah you're feeling strong

So move along,
Be a good little Asian who's seen not heard, no sing along
Maybe you haven't heard of MC Jin,
Jeremy Lin and my homeboy Mao Ze Dong
Model minority, where's our runaway, lights and paparazzi?
Far from priority, fresh off the boat, we're choosing to be salty

Felt like a stranger everywhere I went
Such confusion all across the board, are you American?
How could you be with a face like that?
At this point how do I even react?

When they say I don't give a shit what your passport is
All I need is the location your grandparents lived
You don't bleed red, white and blue like us
How can you be patriotic there's not much to discuss
Yin yang spittin' fire at my toes,
Got this ABC dichotomy splitting me down the middle

I hate FOBs said someone of my complexion
Do you hate your parents or are they the exception?
No, "I'm American" you said
Pushing everything Chinese away you did
Now I ain't saying tradition is a religion
But it wouldn't hurt to give some recognition
To the OG's who made the exception
Show 'em some love don't use as ammunition to
Shoot 'em down all around without a sound
What hurts most sometimes is a word and a frown
I'm better than you, born in the land of the free
Got Facebook, YouTube and the American Dream

So it hurts when they say
I don't give a shit what your passport is
All I need is the location your grandparents lived
You don't bleed red, white and blue like us
How can you be patriotic there's not much to discuss
Yin yang spittin' at my toes,
Got this ABC dichotomy splitting me down the middle