For A Girl...

Hey you tooting your own horn...
While you swing your hips and shake your hair...
Yes, you the unapologetic one with a loud voice and a mind of her own...

Who do you think you are?

Hey you... the one convinced that can make it alone.. independent and strong...
You the one that nurses her bruises knowing that one day it won't be no more...
Yes, you girl with the tiny speckle of blood on her lip wishing it was from a passionate lovers kiss...

Listen girl... just hit the ground running... nothing about you is degrading... everything about you is beautiful...
no need to tame yourself ...your fire makes such perfection as it molds you in becoming who you are...

Hey you... Toot your own horn as you swing your hips and shake your hair...