Uh, yah
I came from them Kansas City streets
I was born and raised on that Kansas City beef
I was blessed, I stayed dressed, I had food to eat
I was walking on water on my Kansas City feet
But the current was strong
Mama went down for ten years
My brothers and I cried 1,010 tears
We had fears
We should of never had as kids
So we choose to act the pain out
In the shit that we did
I had to make a choice
Either choose silence
Or choose to raise my voice
Be a free woman or stay a slave of course
It wasn't easy, believe me, rejection is the norm
People may never receive me
Yeah, people may not even see me
Cause everybody wants a freebee
They tell me I can speak freely
But when I speak major truth, they minor key me
Oh, something's wrong, something's wrong
They want my body but not my song