Lyrics
Give me the backpack
Which one?
The red one
It's mine
No, it's not
Okay, my babies, y'all ready for school?
Yes, no
Alright, y'all, repeat after me
I'm smart (I'm smart)
I'm strong (I'm strong)
I'm beautiful (And I'm beautiful)
That's right
And what are you afraid of? (Nothing)
And if somebody puts they hands on you, what do you do?
Make 'em wish they didn't
Make 'em wish they didn't, that's right (Sock 'em in the face)
Now who's gonna pray?
I'll pray (You always pray), shh, be quiet
Dear Lord, I thank you for this day
For waking us up this morning and starting us on our way
Thank you for my mommy, my mama
Uncle Nuni, grandma, and all our family
And God, I just pray that you bring our dad from jail soon
In Jesus name, amen
If your heart is big
If your name is called
If you black as oil
If you brown or gold
If they hate you now
Then they'll love you more
When they find out your magic
Preacher, pimp, or addict
Black habits