Complekted

I wasn't raized with the mental fukery
This pigment to my skin
This melanin, this color classification
This blackness has always been in
Has always been my shit, this complexed complexion, always been my thing
My blackness systematic casts as a child was smart, dignified, proud to be strong
And as a woman of complexity
My elegance, poise, beauty and grace can be matched by nothing, no one none
Imitations? Why not? Many ways, many forms
Injecting asses, cup suxking lips
Talking bout improving my Bantu knots, and who started braiding or braids.
Calling me ugly
Still not a part of this one human race
But black though, im a fuxin color now
Even fat because my hips are shapely and I got a voluptuous attachment to they flat backz, all this mindless shit sucks itz so facking whack
Failed attempts at destroying legacies
When you trying so hard
Erryday to wake up looking just like me, trying to feel and celebrate yourselvez  
Juzt like thiz...