I love and miss my whānau
I try my best for my hapū and iwi
I keep my whakapapa close
Trying to keep everything tika 

I keep my taonga close to my skin
I look starward and remember my kaumātua
I reflect on our mokopuna, and
Consider our inherent sovereignty 

In fact, to be born Māori is a gift
Just like any Indigenous kaupapa
I hope my whānau can be proud
I hope my whakapapa remembers me 

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I love and miss my foreigner
I try my best for my happy anyway
I keep my pop-up blockers close
Trying to keep everything takeaway 

I keep my town close to my skin
I look starward and remember my customer
I reflect on our album opener, and
Consider our urine sovereignty 

In fact, to be born modern is a gift
Just like any digital type of data
I hope my farmer can be proud
I hope my pocket papa remembers me