| I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
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| You can’t tell me where I begin
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| I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
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| You can’t tell me where I fit in
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| From birth I was a OutKast
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| Always feeling this Too African for Haitians
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| Too Zoe for Nigerians
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| White folks said «you black so you ain’t us»
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| I’m born here, they tell me «to go back where you came from Monkey»
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| See the city don’t really love me
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| Our province don’t fit into the country
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| My country’s barely in the industry
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| 'Cept a few lucky ones from the same clump, what about us?
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| I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
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| You can’t tell me where I begin
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| I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
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| You can’t tell me where I fit in
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| Too ghetto for burbs
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| Too suburban for the streets
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| In the middle seeking clarity, disturbing all the peace
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| I know !
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| It’s ludicrous
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| Pursuing all this music shit
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| Especially from a place
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| Where if it ain’t French, you ain’t doing shit
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| I pray the lord can help me through this shit
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| My mom’s a Christian, my pop’s a Muslim
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| I’m confused as shit
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| Despite the obstacles I’ll make it, let me prove it bitch
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| All you coming for my head, can suck the hugest dick
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| I’m a M-T-L-I-E-N
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| You can’t tell me where I fit in
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| Yeah
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| Outer space, MTLien
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| Outer space |