No Substitute
Real talk, I appreciate all women but there's only one that could be my rib
To be forever my better half and bear my kids
The one I would provide for and for whom I would die
And would punish anyone who even threatened a single eyelash of her eye
My beautiful black woman who is worth the Earth
The original woman who's responsible for humankind's birth
Real talk, my Isis goddess, Cleopatra my wueen
From dark to damn near white and all shades in between
My Corettas who struggled with us, to my Harriets who led the fight
Honestly there's no more of a magnificant sight
Than my sisters
You are my addiction and I yearn for you when I miss ya
Loving every portion of you and I pray you continue to be a fixture
In my life
Real talk, our connection is deeper than that of a husband wife
It's more like I am the day and you are the night
You are the rejuvenation of our nation
Regardless of the situation that we are facing
From being crowned to being gunned downed
You're the first person I look for and you're alway's around
Real talk, there's no substitue for the woman who suffered my same misery
No substitute for the woman who knows our history
No substitute for the woman who is my perfect reflection
No substitute for the woman who has always kept me moving in the right direction
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