An Ode to Myself

I’m a lot of things, too many to list, but I chose to highlight some of my special qualities and talk a little shit! I wrote an ode to myself.

Brittani Bitch

If you knew my story

You’d feel my glory 

Saved and holy, hope’s ahead

Look close enough

See the oil’d cross on my forehead? 

Fighting

I wish I could 

Still hollerin, wish a nigga would 

Heart full as I stood 

Waking up to good morning wood 

I’ve loved and protected a Black man

As everyone should 

Fragile and flawed 

I’m a flower and a bomb 

My spirit alone gets applaud 

I’m Brittani, bitch 

A bad lil ass broad

From Duval, bitch

Stealing my culture

Contemporary frauds

Calling you out, I’ll forever snitch 

I asked God if he forgot about my people

He replied, “the melanated and rich”? 

His question to my question 

Made me feel enriched 

Like how could he forget about himself

Or those made in his image? 

Young, gifted, and Black 

On average 

Real with looks that can kill

Savage