"Little black girl you are lost
You say "life ain't free, but this p**y costs"
A mind filled with dollar signs are your only thoughts
Your heart
Is crisp and light like frost
You say you feel for nothing,
But we all have to die for something
Jewels, clothing, and weave are nothing but materials,
Screaming “I'm a bad b**h” only proves your inferior
Little black girl you are lost…
Those Instagram filters can't clean that dirty attitude
Make-up can't hide your truth,
A generation I see right through
But the only person lying to yourself is you ….
Little black girl you are lost,
Spending more time shopping
Then building your knowledge
No job, but somehow you continue to stay “polished”
LITTLE BLACK GIRL YOU ARE LOST ….."