(I feel inspired to pimp this pen)
My mind is diluted by images on screen
I feel worthless,'cause I don't abide
Show me love from a place peaceful and serene
Then I'll stop counting tears I have cried
I'm supposed to be oneway, or this way or that
I'm a black woman needing acceptance
I'm not thin, wearing weave(with a Trick up my sleeve)
I don't need your approval for rejection
Who will appreciate me for knowing the truth?
For listening and trying to reach out to our youth
For not shaking my *** at every person I see
For not perming my hair and just wearing it nappy
For not getting fake nails, fake breast or fake smile
For pretending to be grown, deep inside still a child
I'm not an angry woman, well not all the time
I'm just pimping' this pen and freeing my mind....
(droppin' the mic)
My mind is diluted by images on screen
I feel worthless,'cause I don't abide
Show me love from a place peaceful and serene
Then I'll stop counting tears I have cried
I'm supposed to be oneway, or this way or that
I'm a black woman needing acceptance
I'm not thin, wearing weave(with a Trick up my sleeve)
I don't need your approval for rejection
Who will appreciate me for knowing the truth?
For listening and trying to reach out to our youth
For not shaking my *** at every person I see
For not perming my hair and just wearing it nappy
For not getting fake nails, fake breast or fake smile
For pretending to be grown, deep inside still a child
I'm not an angry woman, well not all the time
I'm just pimping' this pen and freeing my mind....
(droppin' the mic)