complexion (a zulu love)

complexion

complexion don't mean a thing

complexion

it all feels the same

dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun

give a fuck about your complexion

i know what the germans done

sneak

sneak me through the back window

i'm a good field nigga

i made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you

you know i'd go the distance

you know i'm ten toes down

even if master listenin'

cover your ears

he 'bout to mention

dark as the midnight hour

i'm bright as the mornin' sun

brown skinned

but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run

sneak

sneak me through the back window

i'm a good field nigga

i made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you

you know i'd go the distance

you know i'm ten toes down

even if master's listenin'

i got the world's attention

so i'mma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival

of mankind

if he lyin'

color should never rival

beauty is what you make it

i used to be so mistaken

by different shades of faces

then wit told me

you're womanless