Woman

Nobody knows of the worse of a woman
They all want to fist on your body
Nobody knows of the worse of a woman
We walk and feel, trying to disappear
While they grow and they grace
And they touch and they take
Without asking for permission

I'm woman
And as a woman
I'm not made
I'm a woman
As woman
I'm not made

Nobody knows of the worse of a woman
How we fight to survive
Mothers with babies on their backs, on their backs, on their backs
Taxi drivers talking smack, talking smack
Saying you just a black woman man, but know that
And they grow and they grace
And they touch and they take
Without asking me for my permission

I'm a woman
And as a woman
I'm not made
I'm a woman
As woman
I'm not made

Salute to your Queen
You are not afraid to scream that I'm here
I'm here
Salute to your Queen
You've survived the deep seas and your here
Your here
Salute to your Queen
Dig up space come and sing that I'm here
I'm here
Salute to your Queen
Stand with me and sing that I'm here
That I'm here
That I'm here
That I'm here
That I'm here
That I'm here
That I'm here
That I'm here