Natural hair, has that natural flair Just wish I could be breathing natural air Then there's coloured people who wanna get rid of their colour I unbleach the bleach, that is what I teach Naturalness, why there so much fear against it Make up upon make up, you can't recongnize who it is Trying to be someone that is not themself So they get help, and they hide behind chemicals like stealth They push certain images, so they wear push ups To lessen the stress, they lighting the kush up Don't condone it, but it can't be worse than the cigarettes That's being sold in the stores, easy to get
You got no names doing c**aine, or even the ones who already made it Trying to get more fame Going after Oscars, Grammies, and Soul Trains But it just lets them proclaim your domain Apparently thin is in, so you got models going the extreme Doing sh**, just to prove themselves apart of the team Even what they show us, is not the real thing Advances, enhancements, make it more appealing Light wanna get darker, and dark wanna get lighter They instill these images into our minds Making us think we gotta look a certain way Making us question ourselves time after time