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What in the world is good hair?

Is it the defining line for being fair?

What is this high yellow crap

I got Indian in me and not so much yak

A quarter this, a third of that

A littlie quality added to my black

Nestling in this skin I am in

The lighter I can be the more I’ll fit in

Try to deny it if you want but you know its true

If a yellow bone walked in through the door

You would look past a chocolate smore

If the sister with her main to her tail bone

Swung her thing in your face

You would run fast to give her a ring tone

Its just the way we’re taught to perceive beauty

Its by the hue, and the booty.

Cause we are color struck

Sometimes dark skin sistas are out a luck

Ya’ll missing the gold

Messing with a buck

The richest soil

The darkest oar

Holds within it something pure

And rare to be found

So come on let the cocoa flavor

sober your intoxicated savor

Get with the rich dark chocolate wafer