Who am I really?
Am I still this little girl pretending
Playing dress up in my grannys make up
Or am I really this beautiful black woman I see
Blooming and growing day by day
Is this a dream
Will I soon awake
And find out this is just some silly déjà vu?
Or am I really as strong as a bull with hair like wool
Lovely brown skn with curves tht never end
Trying to make it to the top of the game we call life
Picking up where I left off, rolling the dice
Big bucks, big bucks, no whammies