[Verse]
She often wonders if she good enough
Paint her pretty face in the mirror to feel good but
Her inner soul is the mind control
So she pops X pills to feel numb to cold but
That ain't the reason for her doing
Writing while she crying, while listening to music
Lying in a bed asking God to forgive
Her feelings in a bunch yeah it's hard to re-live
Every single moment but you gotta play out
Thoughts that re-occur if you wanna see how
The future un-folds for the young black girl
Who is still so young but she feels so old
With a mind of her own that she can't control
Letting people get close to abuse her soul
So I'm here to give a little more advice
On the girl that is black, beautiful and bright
[2x hook]
You know the past we re-live it
Then it's gone in a New York minute
Then we end right back where started
Lost and confused and so brokenhearted
They say time heals wounds
But somehow I feel the same as you
Tryna get my life together, got too much to lose
Can't live for the past that's the path to choose