And God said it was not good for man to be alone so he created you.
But somewhere along the line someone changed
your perspective, shifted your view.
Like Eve, you listened to the wrong voice, took a huge tasty bite of deception.
Now your stomach’s upset because your spirit won’t digest it.
No longer the woman that walks in the confidence of ultimate artistic design,
submit your name change, we’ll call you compromise.
We are content with not looking like anyone else because
we know our differences are not a reason to be jealous but gods fingerprint.
Slow to speak, quick to listen, receiving intervention from a higher dimension
seeking purpose watching our god given visions
come to fruition never forgetting that we have been forgiven much.
Yes, we are beautiful and barefoot in the kitchen of grace, pregnant with purpose, making up praise Jesus is who we crave.
Awaiting to come to full term so we can deliver back what has been deposited.
Knowing good and well one day we all with be audited.
Mercy gives a second chances so we ain’t received what we ought to get.
We needed an intervention, Christ came to do lost prevention.
On the cross he was stretched and fully extended and
we were given an extension. Hear me, an extension.
Hear me, cause this price was worth far more than your finest Indian Remy.
I know we can change the things we don’t like off with simple cost,
but botox, lipo, and implants ain’t got nothing on
what was accomplished on that cross.
You can’t implant in yourself a new spirit or lipo-suck away your sin,
you can’t lap-band your addictions and you can’t botox away your depression.
Be she of the ultimate prototype , of Proverbs 31 to be exact.
Don’t be afraid of what’s abstract, let the spirit of god be what attracts.
We are women of a different Composition, this world we will impact.
We are women of a different Blue Print of Proverbs 31 to be exact.
-adapted from Janet Status 31