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