(Verse One)
I was born on the eastside of nowhere
In a place where nobody cares
Unwanted at birth when I came to earth
So my daddy was never there
Sister too was born on the eastside
Unwelcomed from her first day
Our two-room place never had enough space
So my mama gave her away
(Chorus)
Sat in class in ragged slacks
Dirt stains on my t-shirt
Never invited to play
Never knew what to say
I just wanted a shirt with a logo
(Verse Two)
Found me some logos at the Goodwill store
With second-hand khakis and Ray-Bans
Lookin’ like them just trying to fit in
I began my eastside escape plan
Years later, new shirts had gators
Living on the westside of somewhere
Filled with comforts yet an empty space
The place belonging to my sister
I longed to know my sister
(Bridge)
Talent, callouses, grace, and sweat
In defiance of life’s roulette
I escaped but I can’t forget
(Chorus)
That I sat in class in ragged slacks
Dirt stains on my t-shirt
I wanted to play
Didn’t know what to say
So I found me shirts with logos
So I’d fit in with my logos
(Outro)
No more dirty T-shirts, gone my ragged slacks
Logos healed youthful flesh wounds
But not the scar from a sister unknown
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