The Real You

Lost in deep thought
The road she walked
Where she sought out to live dreams
Didn't happen as she planned
Was hoping that she can or she could
Lay claim where they would understand
But she misunderstood the land and they laws
Only found hope that camouflaged flaws
Made incision on what God intended
What man disrespect that's new image
But money became quicker when parts became bigger
And hearts began feeling a void that went missing
But she became accustomed where money is new religion
Post pic and stunt on a hating bitch who
One year ago didn't know she exist
Cuz the old her isn't even real no mo
Memories of the past you find, oh hell no
Elementary
Gone
High school
Gone
Only pictures she taking is half-naked
When she fresh out the tub In the gym or the club
Surround by peers who never knew love
Fighting for attention
Crowd watching but the purpose is missing
Black women used to be the race with the good genes
White women spend lil money improve things
Tryna look like you
Now you all look the same as everyone else do
Ain't no difference in the two
After ten to twenty thousand applied under yo dress
And another five grand to the chest
And fifteen to the face
And ribs removed and girdles around your waste
Just to squeeze in yo jeans like you running in place

The Real You
I just wanna know the real you
When it's all said and done are you still you
And is it even possible for me to ever feel you
Cuz shit you look good than a mufucka
I ain't lying
Like every single picture on my timeline
But tell me who the real you
And if so I wanna know is she still you

Thick thighs
Long hair
Slim waist
Mac and Maybelline hide flaws in your face
hundred page upgraded your taste
Good men along wit the dogs they all waste
Kinda got besides ourselves
We simply not or selves to tell truth
Wouldn't get this close to a man if you was you
Now you gotta act and pretend you brand new
Till baller appear
Now all of you all there line up to get chose
Other women watching like look at those hoes
Comment overheard cuz, word be escaping and
Post going up like, bitches be hating cus
Truthfully from the outside looking in
Shorty always lonely and never got no friends
Always half-naked like she seeking validation
Tryna find a good man but you still implicating that
She loves the attention on instagram
In love with
All the validation from all the thirsty men
In love wit
All the likes perverted comments and dms
But couldn't find a single ounce of love from within
To find greater purpose than being exploited by
Popularity and picture clarity and sexuality
Cuz in reality that's inhumanity
It's sad to see that
You ain't even really you no more you love vanity

The Real You
I just wanna know the real you
When it's all said and done are you still you
And is it even possible for me to ever feel you
Cuz shit you look good than a mufucka
I ain't lying
Like every single picture on my timeline
But tell me who the real you
And if so wanna know is she still you