So what if im not pretty or a size two
I don’t wear air forces, or Apple Bottom
I rock FUBU.
So what if im loud
Im proud, black, and bold
So what if im unique, I cant help that you’re old.
Im not popular nor rich and never will I be
I cant help that im not popular
I can only be me
Im not light-skinned, or have long pretty hair
But I must not be to ugly
If u still stop, hate and stare.
So what if im not pretty,
God made me this way
And to him I get more beautiful everyday.
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Wow! Love it, enjoyed it, just hits you right between the eyes with pride and courage.