What do you see when you look at me Do you see someone limited, or someone free
All some people can do is just look and stare Simply because they can't see my hair
Others think I am controlled and uneducatedThey think that I am limited and un-liberated
They are so thankful that they are not meBecause they would like to remain 'free'
Well free isn't exactly the word I would've usedDescribing women who are cheated on and abused
They think that I do not have opinions or voice They think that being hooded isn't my choice
They think that the hood makes me look caged That my husband or dad are totally outraged
All they can do is look at me in fear And in my eye there is a tear
Not because I have been stared at or made fun of But because people are ignoring the one up above
On the day of judgment they will be the fools Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules
Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutieBut at least I am filled with more inner beauty
See I have declined from being a guy's toyBecause I won't let myself be controlled by a boy
Real men are able to appreciate my mind And aren't busy looking at my behind
Hooded girls are the ones really helping the muslim causeThe role that we play definitely deserves applause
I will be recognized because I am smart and brightAnd because some people are inspired by my sight
The smart ones are attracted by my tranquilityIn the back of their mind they wish they were me
We have the strength to do what we think is rightEven if it means putting up a life long fight
You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirtWe are given only respect, and never treated like dirt
So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberatedWe are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated
We are the ones that are free and pureWe're free of STD's that have no cure
So when people ask you how you feel about the hoodJust sum it up by saying 'baby its all good' ;)
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