My braids , the pattern of my cornrows, is seen as Ghetto worn on Black Queens.
Yet, you get your whiteness to rock it and you get all the praise.
You get the profits, whether it's from fashion runways , endorsements from magazines.
And you wonder why we act in so much rage.
We make up a dance and you steal the shine and fame.
We create and make the music , but once you do it , it transcends to global audiences in all range.
We sing the same song but you get the main focus.
And were put in the backstage.
Yet you wonder why were in rage.
We perform at the same job companies but yet you get the raise and promotions.
Yet you wonder why were in rage.
Our names hold groundbreaking numbers but we dont get the respect.
Yet you wonder why were in rage.
Until we get the respect, raise, equal opportunities like you,
Then dont tell us to get over it.
Dont tell us were sensitive or holding grudges.
We created the game , you just profit from it.
