lay backin
& rootin
told my sweet mama
to leave me alone
about my wild free knotty and nappy
hair
cause i was gon lay back
and let it grow so high
it could reroute its roots
and highjack the sky!
she sd. why don't you let it grow
right on down to the ground honey chile,
grow yo'self a coat of hair fuh winter
matter fact you so BLACK now, huh!
why don't you jest throw
a fit
of BLACK lay backin & rootin.
my mama gives some boss advice...
i think we all ought to do that

Who's your favorite poet? If you don't have a favorite poet, what's your favorite poem?
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