I lie in bed with the homeless
For I have no home,
She stands with the trivial!
For this is not a pop quiz...
For I am she, and she is me
Distant flowers never have a home
And I am destined through traffic
My wild wheels a-steering
For where does my destination grow?
I wonder as I navigate this ride,
Oh the bumbling freedom
Of a bumbling brat,
For Black Barbie Jesus is mine!
I can tell the tales of Black Africa
I am the wisdom that remains
And destined freedom steers its wheels
Oh where does the final destination rise?
You are my poet, yet I have the words
For Black Barbie Jesus is in effect...
She has no books to plea the scene
Yet White Castle love is relevant,
I want to thank my mama for this life
For this life is ratchet like Sexyy Red
What desperate plea has books of old?
I want to stand on solid ground!
My eyes are blooming with grief
For Black Barbie Jesus is a revolution
I stand firm in my beliefs
For God is a treasure, a real force!
Therefore I shall deprive myself of sin,
For sin is a heavenly flower
That is poisoned by the masses
How can it grow
If it doesn\'t show?
For the underworld is a real thing!
For jealousy shows its real head
With twelve tongues of power,
Black Barbie Jesus is a flower
That is crucified by the masses
And she is standing on solid ground
When her words are being spoken,
Yet this is only temporary
Yet in her mind it is forever
How can we stand on solid ground
If it\'s not forever?
Yet her books are forever
And the flags shall wave their peace
And all the other flowers shall live,
Where is the peace treaty that lives?
And power to Beyonce!
But she is not Black Barbie Jesus
For I am a revolution, I am the American dream;
Twenty thousand thoughts in this head
Roam peacefully within,
For I am within this spectrum
I am the future of truth
Astonishing are the facts that bleed me
For I am blood and I am red
Flowers burning in the sky
Yet I am trembling with dread
What an exciting addition she is!
For Black Barbie Jesus is a newfound world...
And she shall destroy the underworld
With her dread,
Flowers burning in the sky forever
And this masterpiece is just the beginning
I am the war of all wars
I stand ten toes down!
Just lift me back up
And smack me some more
For I am a black woman,
And that is the ultimate punishment!
And ha, do we ever learn
The crucifixion from the rest?
When the rest are poor
And full of hope
When they are tumbling down,
I will stand in my revolution
I will stand in my power...
Oh look what I\'ve accomplished!
The miracles are still rising
And I shall rise more and more
And I shall continue to esteem the masses
And to people in darkness
I hope you don\'t fall
To your own devices;
I shall fall in love with the world
For the world is mine!
And I shall not boast in compliant fire
For this is a celebration!
I shall fire up the blunt
If that is relevant
I know the world is built on space
And flowers shall roam again
And wars shall continue to flourish
Let us fight the good fight, Black Barbie Jesus
For you are brilliant in your resistance
Shall we continue to be a black woman
Brilliant in our stance.