The black woman is like a symphony
Each part of her is how god wanted it and how it's meant to be
You call her head nappy but I call it natural
This may sound sappy but
I'd rather a woman whose hair is just like her heart... Real
You may not like how it feels buts it apart of your natural beauty
Just like your larger then life lips which whisper words that soothe me
And don't let me forget what's that word that rhymes with Judy
Oh yeah you’re a cutie
Your eyes that match your skin
Amazing

I don't care if you’re dark chocolate or mocha or the color of hair like Sosa
Color chose you but my heart chose its lover now if black is beautiful
Why do we hate on our dark skin sisters and brothers
That dark skin is just a cover of an overflowing personality
But it’s sad to see many guys would rather a red bone whose feels apathy
But I suppose ignorance is bliss
Even though the lips of both feel the same with a single kiss
Your type is that with curves to the greatest extent
Yet those are the features of a woman with African descent
But only if their skin is tan and their money was spent
On hair from India
When will you stop feeding on what is beauty from the media

If dark is ugly you know not what's attractive
If they look like monkeys
I feel bad you have been captive to the massive amount of crap from the media
But black woman are goddesses strong and sweet similar to Zeus
We’ll you know what they say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
The darker the girl the deeper the roots