That’s the women that I am, do you really understand
There is an abundance of style and grace, the dynamics in the curves of my face,
for those with an open mind, can you see the brilliant buoyancy that is mine.
Feel the warmth that is my smile, ill-tempered impatience is not apart of the trial,
with the sumptuous flow of my hair, your anxious acceptance I see how you stare.
That’s the women that I am, can you really understand
See the gorgeous magnificence of my breast, defying the demands of gravity’s test,
when rounding the bountifulness of my hips please! be careful of the valleys and dips.
Your conflicted yes! I predicted it, their firmness is over the top tenacious! my buttocks,
while you now stew from my simmering thighs, what’s preposterous is your surprise.
That’s the women that I am, never will you really understand
If your done taking inventory of my parts now it’s time to understand a women’s heart,
sometimes docile there is devotion, add faithfulness to life’s painful commotions.
Even with strength there’s obedience, can be diplomatic when it’s time for expedience,
sadness than scornful, sensitive when remorseful, when you give you get more.
That’s the women that I am, be that man with a plan