Young Girls

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