Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair
Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose
Who taught you to hate the colour of your skin
To the extent that you bleach
Who taught you to hate yourself
From the top of your head to the soles of your feet
Hmmmm
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Who taught you
Who taught you to deny what God designed
The essence of you, perfectly refined
Who taught you
Who taught you
Who taught you
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair
Who taught you to despise the melanin you wear
So much, you bleach
Trying to reach what they preach
Who taught you to deny what God designed
The essence of you, perfectly refined
Who taught you
Who taught you
Who taught you
Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose
The fullness of your lips, the strength in your pose
Who taught you to loathe yourself so deep
From the crown of your head to the soles of your feet
Who taught you to turn on your own kind
To reject the beauty in your bloodline
Who made you hate the race you're born to
So much, you don't even want to be near your crew
Who taught you to deny what God designed
The essence of you, perfectly refined
Who taught you
Who taught you
Who taught you