i know, my love

Sisters, you bring us all warmth & relief/

You were once gentle, now you're hard & conceited/

Being taught to seduce, taught to deceive/

I know you've been pushed around with your heart on your sleeve/

You are not a dog on its knees, you are daughters of Eve/ —queens—

We owe you our allegiance/

We breathe 'cause you conceive & water the seed/

But do you know your own worth or how the world is in need/

Of real women? Don't be vixens/

Listen, don't be timid to be women/

& I don't mean be victims/

& you're a victim of self-hate when you use the "B-word" like it means "women"/

I know you want to be like B & 'em/

But when you take that selfie do you know who's in the reflection?/

I know you've been hurt & you keep wishing/

To be seen but to know true worth you must see within!/

I know men run schemes & degrade you/

I know they act obscene & speak hateful/

Don't let it change you, we ain't all the same/

Just please keep your self respect or else they've enslaved you/

& to the girls who fell victim to kidnapping and/

Human trafficking, I wish this wasn't happening/

I pray for your freedom, oh, I pray for your freedom!/

& I pray that justice be done/

They have no right to use your body/

How this can continue in the modern world is beyond me/

But keep faith in my God, some ask, "Why Lord?!"/

But God ain't the one recording child porn/

A year goes by, till the tears flow dry/

You think no one cares or knows why/

Not so my dear, I know & care/

This is for you, I hope you hear/

So baby girl lift your head!/

& don't put another cut into your precious skin/

Or stick your finger in your throat in hopes of getting thin/

Again! You are precious to the King of Kings/

In Him you'll find the best of friends/

You were created favored, special/

Let no abuse change that, physical, mental,/

Emotional or sexual/

& don't be sexy, be godly, no cash amount could get you that respect due/

And don't follow these reality ratchets, even if they get guap/

Like the chicks watched/

On Love & Hip Hop/

'Cause they don't know what's love nor hip hop & truthfully most of them are hiding ripped hearts/

 A year goes by, till the tears flow dry/

You think no one cares or knows why/

Not so my dear, God knows & care/

This is for you, I hope you hear/