You're looking in the mirror
But you can't see yourself
What you see is a reflection
Now if you wanna find you
You gotta look underneath that shell
It's where you'll find true beauty
Don't you know you're beautiful
She wants you to be like her
And he would love to be like him
Why can't we just be who we are?
When I was young I wanted my hair straight
Thought the frizzy look wouldn't suit my face
I'd blow it out but that wasn't enough
Until chemicals would break my hair, oh-oh
But then I knew God gave me a sign
I had to love myself so I could shine
I would let my fro grow back
And wear a fisted comb instead
And put on a shirt that said, "Black and proud"