true woman to me lives so vivid and a life so great
while the fear of a man is a test to a woman's strength,
It's their love which keeps us open, leaves us awake
a woman's worth being compared shouldn't exist today,
'N us as men shouldn't stereotype or see them for sex
they're the reason why our hearts beat inside our chest,
She is to be appreciated, they are always there for us
with the good, bad or ugly shining like a diamond 'n such,
Never seen ugly, she only adapts beauty by the second
but the beauty that's skin deep, an angel from the heavens,
'N her love is felt like an air breeze... not a touch missing
a woman's existence is what makes our lives worth living,
Brown, Black or White she isn't a mija, a hyna or shawty
she has the delicasy of class so why even mention mami,
They're intelligence is never to be doubted, not for a bit
they should be like queens for ever putting up with our shit,
She is never to be put down, abused or treated badly
because by the end of the day, we still cry to them sadly,
Her heart is fragile to be hold with open hands, not a fist
a woman is a blessing
but without 'em in our world, us as men wouldn't even exist.
while the fear of a man is a test to a woman's strength,
It's their love which keeps us open, leaves us awake
a woman's worth being compared shouldn't exist today,
'N us as men shouldn't stereotype or see them for sex
they're the reason why our hearts beat inside our chest,
She is to be appreciated, they are always there for us
with the good, bad or ugly shining like a diamond 'n such,
Never seen ugly, she only adapts beauty by the second
but the beauty that's skin deep, an angel from the heavens,
'N her love is felt like an air breeze... not a touch missing
a woman's existence is what makes our lives worth living,
Brown, Black or White she isn't a mija, a hyna or shawty
she has the delicasy of class so why even mention mami,
They're intelligence is never to be doubted, not for a bit
they should be like queens for ever putting up with our shit,
She is never to be put down, abused or treated badly
because by the end of the day, we still cry to them sadly,
Her heart is fragile to be hold with open hands, not a fist
a woman is a blessing
but without 'em in our world, us as men wouldn't even exist.
good shit
