this is my story of an ordinary life style
a young women so sly and so versatile
came from the poor southside but she's so instinctive
the mark left on her by her ancestors was so distinctive
yet like her relatives she had to break through the cages
like a super-hero in a comic strip she worked through pages and stages
but still as a young black women she was looked down upon
like she was an item for anyone to bear down on
so she progressed on her own chronicle
this sort of poignant anxiety sort of ironical
to how some of the people in her life carried themselves
and just like them she became this forlorn book on a shelf
she revoked the mentation of the vivid world's persuasion
through equations she understood she only could pick her destination
set back from common-sense of the different society actions
clueless of what could provoke the world's satisfaction
she new she had to make a difference on her sisters and brothers
and that they had to learn to embrace one-another
people offended by the terminology of slavery turn to triggers
but the same freedom fighters are going around calling themselves *****s
and everyone who says they will support the African American society
everyone who thinks that they're doing the right propriety
they're wrong this is not the way we've gotten here
we had to work hard we had to persavere
in non-violent ways
led on a rational phrase
so that we all can reach understanding
fulfill are intellectual crave
this young women understood this, she could see
that she could now perform her destiny
simply because she is she
and she is me
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There's nothing 2 lose but something 2 gain
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