She’s been told no all her life so she thrives for her own thrown blood of the cradle of civilization shines brighter than diamonds from Sierra Leone.
Her hair is hard headed and stubborn it defies the laws of physics, her hips curved wide like the imposters who told her they were destined to be.
Jealousy, scornful, and envy hearts crushed of lust different color girls want to be you so bad they cut they body open while they lay flat on a table but the combination is unstable and they’ve become an abomination if they wanna be us so bad why do they hate us and spit down on my nation but the answer is obvious the black women is the perfection of Gods creation.
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