voices speaking from the altar where rosaries are found  
foreign to a young gihaya whose soul has been around 
does the spirit care for difference or does existence exhibit 
unity cause beauty means specific characteristics 
of of creators creativity and recognition of this precision is proximity 
to accomplish the mission of whole conscious divinity  
synonymous infinity living these simplicities with discipline  
i listen in to really see gofli’e
gold beating like a blacksmith 
shaping tools for the future like tun jack did  
weaving natures messages embody the arachnid  
i practice awareness of the facets i control 
before i’m careless with my actions 
so i let go of all judgements like el sol shining on the globe 
i can not withold the light within my soul 
i write with all I know the life force of the flow 

I’m so Blessed I’m So Blessed
Surrender to the Saina if I ever Feel Blessed

And I cannot be whitened, paralyzed or frightened 
By a tendency to measure me by legacies of white men  
you don't know who I am, warrior from the islands
Ilokos. Guåhan, Tini'an, Luta, Gåni ya Saipan
Made the Åcho' Latte invented Åcho' atupat
True fact scientist still dont know we do that 
Sailing a new path and Ive Packed my Katupat
guided by the stars and sounds of the moons Chants
You can hear the melodies whispered in The ether 
Burning sage niyok and copal mixed with cedar
Give Thanks the mañaina have chosen me as a speaker 
Stay open to their guidance and let creator be my leader 
I stay grounded in the ancient ways navigating såkman
kicking it while rappin revitalizing our chanting 
Flowing free Poetry so I can grow a tree of passion 
Sailing open seas tying ropes with these enchantments 


I’m so Blessed I’m So Blessed
Surrender to the Saina if I ever Feel Blessed

what is survival?  
when the maps in the bible and holding on to tradition is suicidal 
ancestors your rival so the wind blows 
then a generation of lighter skin tone 
the fighter syndrome means more death  
resistance is persistence 
towards more breathe  
wars meant to decimate the population  
and novennas how you meditate through occupation  
our women sing songs to breathe on what happened to our imaginations  
we weave our beliefs in the leaves of a green palm 
and plant our dreams in the seeds so the trees strong   
please guåhan take care of our environment  
conspire with the saina so we heal us from the viruses  
pray for the medicines the ancestors supply us with
i pray that every line i spit will keep our inner fires lit

I’m so Blessed I’m So Blessed
Surrender to the Saina if I ever Feel Blessed

I’m a descendant of the Matao Who Peopled the Pacific
The first brave navigators to journey deep in the infinite
a name we gave ourselves ancient as language itself
vibrations of my relations stay alive within the cells
of my body yanggen hu fifino i fino’-ta 
Manmatatnga hit sa' hita sumodda' i tano'-ta,
I manmofo'na na taotao ni tumutuhon I lina'la'
Nu i famagu'on-ta na u mana'fåmta' i achafñak
Na'lå'la' i pengnga'-ta gi achok håfafa un cho'gue,
Ya ni ngai'an nai u mapuno' i fino'-mu lokkue'
Hunggan Chamoru yu' lao ti u maleffa yu',
I fine'nana na nå'an sa' sumen gefpa’go
Siña ta na'fanhuyong i håfa siña ta hasso
maolekña yanggen mumesngon i hinasso-ta kulan åcho’,
Hu hongge i mañaina ni mana'annok gi guinifi,
Sa' siha fa'nå'gue ham numa'fanåmte i piniti

I’m so Blessed I’m So Blessed
Surrender to the Saina if I ever Feel Blessed