Who Are We?

You can be anything you wanna’ be,
With A little Prayer,
With A little Effort,
With A little Institutionalized luck,
Where are my soldiers?

Soul sisters,
I’m not telling you to keep your clothes on,
If your soul tells you to take them’ off,
Who am I to tell you to put them on,

This world condemns women,
Teaches them to be quiet,
Listen and follow their partner,
Hell, thank God my wifey ain’t quiet,

Once I was told to study medicine,
Decided to study English,
Was told it was a poor choice,
Fuck haters, at least I’m happy,

You can be anything you wanna’ be,
With A little Prayer,
With A little Effort,
With A little Institutionalized luck,
Where are my soldiers?

It isn’t funny, but why so many fuckboys,
None of you are ready for unconditional love,
Lying, wasting every woman’s time,
Caught in your web of lies with no way out,

Tell me I am wrong, and I’ll apologize,
Not for offending anyone, but for being wrong,
This world tells us being blunt is problematic,
How about we light a blunt and talk about it,

My Wifey is My Shenseea,
Nobody can match her intellect,
No matter what she wears,
Fabric or make-up, she’ll always be beautiful,

You can be anything you wanna’ be,
With A little Prayer,
With A little Effort,
With A little Institutionalized luck,
Where are my soldiers?

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