Little Afro
There is a forest of ancestral roots
Running through my afro
My precious little afro
Society don't know what to do
So they try to tame it
Telling me to straighten it
Don't let it run loose
But natural hair is beautiful
Why are you so cynical?
Undefined by stereotypes
That is the way I am living life
Carefree no stress tonight
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
Used to straighten my hair
When I was young
Too scared to know what I would become
With an afro
Am I your stereotypical black girl?
Even though I'm light skin
Sometimes it feels like a sin
Instead of beautiful
I felt too unsuitable
To be black so I called myself mixed
Seemed like the perfect fix
To be accepted by the rest of society
But my racial ambiguity gave me more anxiety
I had to wake up and recognize that
There is a forest of ancestral roots
Running through my afro
My precious little afro
Society don't know what to do
So they try to tame it
Telling me to straighten it
Don't let it run loose
But natural hair is beautiful
Why are you so cynical?
Undefined by stereotypes
That is the way I am living life
Carefree no stress tonight
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
Running through my afro
My precious little afro
Society don't know what to do
So they try to tame it
Telling me to straighten it
Don't let it run loose
But natural hair is beautiful
Why are you so cynical?
Undefined by stereotypes
That is the way I am living life
Carefree no stress tonight
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
Used to straighten my hair
When I was young
Too scared to know what I would become
With an afro
Am I your stereotypical black girl?
Even though I'm light skin
Sometimes it feels like a sin
Instead of beautiful
I felt too unsuitable
To be black so I called myself mixed
Seemed like the perfect fix
To be accepted by the rest of society
But my racial ambiguity gave me more anxiety
I had to wake up and recognize that
There is a forest of ancestral roots
Running through my afro
My precious little afro
Society don't know what to do
So they try to tame it
Telling me to straighten it
Don't let it run loose
But natural hair is beautiful
Why are you so cynical?
Undefined by stereotypes
That is the way I am living life
Carefree no stress tonight
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
My little afro
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Writer(s): Michaela Shelton
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