Ursula Rucker - For Women lyrics

My skin I brown My hair is platinum blonde, today Burgundy tomorrow My nails is long I know no sorrow, cause Ain't nothing I care to know, but Where my check so I can get my tix for the Jay-Z show And I do aspire to be a video-ho do And I know Pop-eye got shot last night But That's how it go, in da ghetto In da ghetto What do they call me Read the tattoo on the left breast My name is Lexxus, yeah girl My name is Lexxus, get it right My skin was young, so young It burned and tore My hair was pressed and curled And tied with ribbons that Sunday morn September 15, 1963 I screamed in the basement of the church, I screamed The last day I would ever see Ma and Pa would never know the woman I would grow up to be I was an involuntary offering for humanity Why did they hate me Why dey hate me, so, so, so What did they call me Four Little Girls Four Little Girls My skin is tough, this woman This Lunch and home, mistake and love maker Double shift worker, sometimes warrior, sometimes weak This wife This single soldier God-given, God fearing, God doubting This, bearer of wisdom and fruit and pain This, once girl sometimes still Saint, sinner, teacher, multi-tasker, friend, this everyday wonder This woman, this nation-builder This raiser of leaders, of losers, of babies, of boys who will become men Girls who will become women This woman Some call me mama, hey mama Hey mama, hey mama My eyes are a rainbow I reflect the spectrum I have seen much My heart weighs heavy Even with joy I feel so much My hair is electric I am ablaze, I am the source I can feed you or starve you Breath life into you or bleed you I can f** you or love you I don't care how they call me I know who I is Call me crazy, divine, Ma'at, true honeybun Supreme Pontifica, electric lady, holy prostitute I don't care what you call me I know who I is, I know who I is I know who I is, I know who I is I is Mammy, mulatto, welfare mom Matriarch, mid-wife I IS