Strong and virtuous, yes I am,
Black and proud, yes I am,
Happy and a women, yes I am,
Mother of this world, yes I am,
...
You held me down,
And I swore it would be the last,
From this day onwards,
You would become my past,
...
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But your words just killed my soul,
So if I take you back,
Understand its on parole,
...
Yes I Am
Strong and virtuous, yes I am,
Black and proud, yes I am,
Happy and a women, yes I am,
Mother of this world, yes I am,
For to long I have been degraded
Made to feel like dirt
Kicked and abused
As if I, a Black women, can not feel hurt,
Stripped of all dignity,
Reduced to a word,
I may be Black, but Black is not what I am
You can not define me,
I am not a word,
I am a person,
Who seeks to be heard,
I will scream from the rooftops,
Parliament and Big Ben,
So that you can understand,
I am a omen,
I am Black,
And I am Black
And I am proud of all of them