1, 2

1, 2, 3, 4, hmm

Yeah, yeah, oh, na, na

Na-na-na-na, ah

Cheri, allow me to lay the story

Knees deep and I'm in it for the glory

Just a girl tryna navigate the world

Big dreams in her hands and a complex identity

I hate the boxes, they suffocate me

Big claustrophobia, it's not simple

It's never simple, ah

Late bloom, I took some time to figure out

Who I was, felt hollow in my skin

Wings clipped early, but I did arise

Caterpillar chrysalis, boss lady fly

I roll up and rest my eyelids

Been around the world enough to say this

Everybody's trying to find where they fit

But it all comes down to this

I got layers, you got layers, we got layers

I got layers, she got layers, many flavors, ah

There's not one right way to be

More than what the eye can see

Baby, all these layers keep me warm and make me me

And when they tell me that I don't look like I'm Haitian

I say, "Gyet maren ou"

I finally found my peace, and I'm done getting sentimental

Too this, too that, not enough this, prove that

Lord knows, you get used to switching codes

Oh, tell me where you from?

Ah-ah, where you really, really from?

Citoyenne du monde, child of the world

Dans ce grand mélange, where do I belong?

Got my roots from Haiti to Madagascar

TCK, raised in Africa

French vanille avec la voix de miel

Find me mixing my ugali with poisson gros sel

I tell 'em, "I got layers you, got layers, we got layers

I got layers, he got layers, many flavors", uh

There's not one by way to be

More than what the eye can see

Baby, all these layers keep me warm and make me me