| Clearly I am not a fat ass
|
| I am active brain
|
| And lip smacking peach deep
|
| Sometimes too aggressive in its honesty
|
| And heart sweet
|
| That loves wholly and completely
|
| Whom it may choose
|
| Whom ever it may choose
|
| I am not gonna lie and pacify
|
| I am arms to hold
|
| I am lips to speak
|
| I am a motherfucking «G»
|
| Strong legs that stroll off the 33 bus
|
| Or out of a money green Phantom comfortably
|
| Knees that bend to pray
|
| Clean from Ajax washings
|
| Hair that is thick and soft
|
| Thighs that betwixt
|
| An amazing all expense grand prize
|
| I am eyes that sing
|
| Smile that brightens
|
| Touch that rings
|
| And supplies euphoric release
|
| I am a Grand Dame Queen Beast
|
| I am warm
|
| I am peace
|
| From the roads of Botswana from 23rd Street
|
| From the inside third eye
|
| Ever watching this wicked wicked system of things
|
| I do see
|
| I am friend to pen
|
| And a lover of strong women
|
| A diamond to men
|
| I am curious and interested like children
|
| I welcome the wise to teach
|
| Appreciator of my culture
|
| Thick not just from bone dense and eat
|
| I have a rhythm in my ways
|
| And a practice in my seek
|
| And yes, I do crave the rhythm of my space
|
| With a man that rejoices in God’s Grace
|
| With faith I do hear to listen
|
| Two hands that fist
|
| When forced pushes to shove
|
| And your ego won’t submit
|
| I am gifted
|
| I am all of this
|
| And indeed the shit
|
| Clearly I am not just an ass |