Intro:
It is my pleasure
It is highly recommended
To have you
Meet Bea at
Your darkest hour
Skin
How can I think
I’m beautiful
In a part of society
That lies and says my skin is a burden.
Skin skin skin like like
Skin skin skin skin lie
Black black black black.
Lottery
I played the lottery today I wish I hadn’t
Repeating all the losses
Lucked out, forgotten,
Cursed by the sins
Of my
Family tree.
What space is there for me?
You Big Dummy
You got pregnant by a 23 year old.
You’re 35. Now your pussy grows mold.
Cold, Bold, your MAn said your pussy smell
Yuck
Me. Respect? You?
They can’t make dumb bitches like you.
The can’t create dumb bitches
Like you
Bitch I could never like you.
Some Times I Feel the world crumbling below me and I can’t help but to cave in…