[Start] [Intro] Yeah Too many tongues, one mouth HR says pick a lane I said non possum [Verse 1] Mid-thirties, joints pop when I stand too fast, Brain like a passport, every page got stamped. I don’t code-switch, I mode-shift, quick draw, Hello turns to hola before you hit the door. I greet my coffee with a quiet bonjour, Then curse at the bus in Español puro. Mama said focus, pick one way to talk, I said carpe diem, then took a long walk. Got Latin in my pocket, veni vidi vici, Dead language, still flexing, feeling kinda bitchy. Friends say slow down, I say inshallah, If I miss the train then it’s God’s problem, not mine, ha. [Pre-Chorus] I don’t show off, I just answer back, You say “what’s up,” I say kushe, how’s that? Gullah on the porch, real soft, real sweet, Tenky for the love, now get out my seat. [Chorus] Polyglot, polyglot, tongue too slick, Ten voices in my head and they all talk quick. From skål to salud to merci beaucoup, I don’t translate life, I just live it through. Polyglot, polyglot, yeah that’s me, Fluent in the world and conversationally petty. If you don’t get the words, still get the vibe, Context clues strong, I’ll see you on the other side. [Verse 2] Pinghua flow when I greet my pengyou, Hao in the air, yeah the meaning shows. Not shouting tones, just keeping it clean, Southern China cadence, you know what I mean. Then I pivot to 日本語, nice and polite, Daijōbu face even losing a fight. Arabic sliding in smooth like sand, Habibi, relax, I got time, I can stand. People ask why, like it’s some weird trick, I say curiosity hits harder than caffeine sticks. Every language a lens, every word a key, Different way to name the same anxiety. [Pre-Chorus 2] Old Norse in my chest when I hype myself up, Drengr mentality, yeah I show up tough. Raise a glass, say skål, let the past ring, Ancestors nod like “yeah, that’s our thing.” [Chorus] Polyglot, polyglot, don’t panic now, Same joke, new vowels, still lands somehow. From asante to merci to much obliged, I collect little hellos like Pokémon pride. Polyglot, polyglot, tongue acrobat, I don’t gatekeep words, I hand them back. If you miss a phrase, don’t break your stride, Meaning’s riding shotgun, enjoy the ride. [Verse 3] French for the romance, c’est la vie, shrug it off, Spanish for the drama, qué pasa, set it off. Swahili when I’m grounding, asante sana, Gratitude heavy, stress a little lighter. Latin when I’m petty, quid pro quo, You scratch my back, now we both know. Gullah when I’m home, barefoot truth, Language like laughter, missing a tooth. People say “bro, that’s a lot to maintain,” I say silence is louder, this keeps me sane. Ten tongues, one brain, mild chaos inside, But every word learned feels like a small high. [Bridge] Not smarter than you, just differently wired, I read the room in subtitles I acquired. If language is power, I misuse it for jokes, Build bridges, burn none, except maybe my throat. [Chorus] Polyglot, polyglot, say it again, Ten ways to say “friend,” zero need to pretend. From habari to hola to ni hao-adjacent vibes, Even when it’s messy, you know what I’m trying. Polyglot, polyglot, last one I swear, Same heart beating under different air. If words shape the world, then here’s my plot, Speak it all fluently. Call me Polyglot. [Outro] One mouth, ten languages, still late on rent Worth it. [End]
