From me, Vo-Nique Ciara Deanne to you, this boujee, ugly, weak world
My hair blows in the wind
I have a smile that hugs my face
My walk is showered in grace
So fine that it drops the expectations of every spectator looking through the magnifying glass
That exaggerates every flaw
Every flaw that makes me perfect
Every flaw that counteracts when you say that I am not worth it
Every flaw that hugs the very curve, dip, and expansion of my body
The flaws that shapes the very intellectual buried deep inside of me
I have no need to conceal my pride
I know that they hate my royal stride
I don't have to bend or kiss your toes
To satisfy your satisfaction that only grows
We have lost our young ladies
To the number 1 anthem "I'm not strong"
Or the "I'm not beautiful" song
Let's team up to preserve the future's
Queens, fashion designers and lawyers
We must preserve the future's
Engineers, technicians and doctors
I am a teen
One out of the millions of the young women to be
With a voice ready to be heard
Shouting out to the world
"I am classy, beautiful and strong!
And I won't be the puppy that tags along because....."
As my hair blows strong in the wind
As I wear a beautiful smile that hugs my face
As my classy walk is showered in grace
It drops the expectations of every spectator looking through the magnifying glass
That exaggerates every flaw
Every flaw that makes me perfect
Every flaw that counteracts when you say that I am not worth it
Every flaw that hugs the very curve, dip, and expansion of my body
The flaws that shapes the very intellectual buried deep inside of me
Take this world
Vo-Nique, classy
Ciara, beautiful
Deanne, strong
