Butterfly wings
Right in the spring
And I'm golden from my toes and
And I'm reading poems
And I'm singing songs
Got the neo-soul
I got it tongue tied
See it in my eyes
See it in my thigh
Rollin' around
Singin', no frown
Figure of speech
Analogy
Simile
An allegory
Rhymes get me tongue tied
Speech of my third eye
Angels on my side
Rain man is God's cry
Emanating shaman sound
Made the dirt in the ground
Now there's village and people
We all play our part
There's naked children running on about
Mothers and sisters
Daughters and son
Room for everyone
Room for everyone
Dancing and singing
No phone is ringing
Babies is peeing
While they aunties is cleaning
Young girls, patrons of the Earth
Young girls, take care of all the Earth
Young girls, they need their own respect
Young girls, carry babies from their neck
Young girls
Young girls
Young girls
Young girls
Young girls
Young girls, patrons of the Earth
Young girls
Young girls
Young girls
Nipples dripping nectar for the youth
We play with plants and we don't watch cartoons
Washing in rivers and prepare our food
This is what young girls, young girls do
Goddess of the moon pause in the sky
Y'all take me higher and now get me by
Young girls
Young girls
Young girls
