My heritage is outlawed in my home
My color and creed forbidden
I'm bursting through a planted seed
My growth cannot be hidden
I rebel with my waist and hips
Upon which my family look down
I rebel with the lips and ass
I was taught were just too round
I rebel with the sound of my voice
Declared to be too deep
I rebel with our secret language
My teachers dub "jive-speak"
With my crown and glory I really rebel
My kinks and curls give hot combs hell
My siblings try insults, they call me naps
Press if you will; I'll just bounce black.
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