“I didn’t choose my name. It chose me. My grandmother, who passed away when I was 13, told my mother to give me that name before I was even a person. When my mother and father conceived me, she told them that they were going to have a musical child and her name is going to be Jazzmeia. Everybody laughed at her and said “she’s old, she doesn’t know what she’s talking about.” A couple weeks later, my mother found out she was pregnant and because everybody was shocked, they said “if she said this to you, you do it.”
