Black Queen Walking

You don't know who you are half clothed and full of class you are a star, the moon opposite from me the sun low self esteem misled never redeemed from childhood will get away far from men and fly free if you could, you should, change walking down the blocks wolves howling and calling you names, only in their perspective from the projection you give off leads to their perception they call you and hoe what a shame dont even know you but from the choice of your outfit they think they have a clue, blowing kisses fulfilling they wishes touching up on you but you got a man if so who are you impressing, gottta be looking for some attention with the way that your dressing, he at work conspicous consumption want everything she has, he has to drive an e-class have a v-pass at the clubs plenty of money to live it up materialistic,  deep down your spiritualistic, I know y'all like to kick it but y'all got it all twisted fake eyes, more lies , nails pressed on like your weave, and you want a man to keep it real so you can decieve, y'all are black queens walking and when you pass I hail, but being involved in a relationship y'all give a ni**a pure hell