"Damn. Who created you? Who coated you with all that dark skin? Who stirred you up enough for your skin to be free of bumps and ridges? Whoever cared for you, paid no mind to your hair. They never added any oils or moisture or chemicals. They kept it kinky. Your hair has faith girl, it reaches towards the sun. With your kinky hair, and your dark skin, compared to every other girl I knew you were the one."