Shea Butter Daily

Shea Butter Daily,

Black girl so blue

She wants to go home

And stand under some hot water.

Undo that tight ass bun

Care free is the hair she grew

She took off her bra, it was royal blue

Looked at herself in mirror,

Her armor was steel cool

Washed off the scent of microaggressions

Strong was the perfume of her shampoo

Shea butter,

Black girl so blue,

She wants to go home

Blast Eryka Badu and light incense.

Cleanse her soul-

Make it out of the baritones, and on to a higher note she knew

Meditate, and like a plant she grew

Beyond the vibration she flew

She got into that water that turned ocean blue

Open the windows and shined her light on the moon

Then put on a little bit of Shea butter

Daily is the return to life when life seems to play the blues.