She’d have to be a Queen
Because when I look in the mirror all I see royalty
Royal is he, the man that I see because
He expects nothing but the best from the image in which seems to
Peirce his soul and look deep into his dreams
So she’d HAVE to be a Queen
Naw purple aint gotta be her favorite color but
Id expect more to come out her mouth than “hmm baby what color do you think I should get my nails”
Regal with her dialect and intellectual with her speech
Never overstepping each other’s power, because we’d rule…together
She’d have to be a Queen
Cause you see, growing up my Dad always had my Mom
Black spaded and clubbed Kings always had their Queens
Chess wouldn’t be the same without the famous couple
And neither would checkers
The games wouldn’t exist…without a Queen
A counterpart made in the image of the King
Not pressed to be just like him but powerful in her own way
And like that of a chess board, she’d stand by my side
So It’s obvious to me
She’d have to be a Queen
But that was wayyy back then when
Queens were born and seldomly made and
Princesses were given the crown to take up the throne
But us?.....
We live in time where, welfare was created to
Break black homes
Moms knowing that the ONLY way that check would come in the mail
Is if pops was no longer around..…
So homes became broken like
Bottle caps sitting empty on
Street corners where love isn’t felt no more
Places where little girls have no father figures so they
Look up to the boy that only wants to look up and hook up
With whatever is under that skirts
Heartbroken…dreams crushed…
This is why self worth is important because
If she were only to look in that mirror and see royalty
Royal is she, the woman that she sees because
She expects nothing but the best from the image in which seems to
Peirce her soul and look deep into her dreams
Expecting much…and never settling for less
She'd think of herself as a Queen
Because when I look in the mirror all I see royalty
Royal is he, the man that I see because
He expects nothing but the best from the image in which seems to
Peirce his soul and look deep into his dreams
So she’d HAVE to be a Queen
Naw purple aint gotta be her favorite color but
Id expect more to come out her mouth than “hmm baby what color do you think I should get my nails”
Regal with her dialect and intellectual with her speech
Never overstepping each other’s power, because we’d rule…together
She’d have to be a Queen
Cause you see, growing up my Dad always had my Mom
Black spaded and clubbed Kings always had their Queens
Chess wouldn’t be the same without the famous couple
And neither would checkers
The games wouldn’t exist…without a Queen
A counterpart made in the image of the King
Not pressed to be just like him but powerful in her own way
And like that of a chess board, she’d stand by my side
So It’s obvious to me
She’d have to be a Queen
But that was wayyy back then when
Queens were born and seldomly made and
Princesses were given the crown to take up the throne
But us?.....
We live in time where, welfare was created to
Break black homes
Moms knowing that the ONLY way that check would come in the mail
Is if pops was no longer around..…
So homes became broken like
Bottle caps sitting empty on
Street corners where love isn’t felt no more
Places where little girls have no father figures so they
Look up to the boy that only wants to look up and hook up
With whatever is under that skirts
Heartbroken…dreams crushed…
This is why self worth is important because
If she were only to look in that mirror and see royalty
Royal is she, the woman that she sees because
She expects nothing but the best from the image in which seems to
Peirce her soul and look deep into her dreams
Expecting much…and never settling for less
She'd think of herself as a Queen
