Question of Identity

My forefathers came, when the land it was open
And built it from nothing, to millions of acres
To live there in freedom, no fears to pursue them
To leave all their troubles, and trials behind them
And they worked, and they slaved, and they better their living
Not chained to the laws, of some other society

And yet you try to tell me, that it isn't worth havin'
Try to steal away my name, but my name is my own
And I'm gonna keep it, I'm not a jee jaw in your game

Oh, your schools and your masters, are trying to tie me
To the rules of your game, and the cold of your highway
In little black boxes, tied tightly with ribbon
Your faces is like faith, behind masks are well hidden
As you strive for the things, that to you may seem golden
And mean something to you, but to me they mean nothing

And yet you try to tell me, that it isn't worth havin'
Try to steal away my name, but my name is my own
And I'm gonna keep it, I'm not a jee jaw in your game

So don't try to change, what you're not understanding
Over me your world, has no jurisdiction
For you can't understand, what you speak of in passin'
So just leave me alone, I don't want know you
I don't want you to show me, where I should go to
For you haven't yet found your own long sought utopia

And yet you try to tell me, that it isn't worth havin'
Try to steal away my name, but my name is my own
And I'm gonna keep it, I'm not a jee jaw in your game