Oh yes, it's me again, come see,
Here to shake the world, baby,
There's only room for one queen bee,
And I'm the blueprint, not a copy.
I dance to the beat of my own drum.
You're shook, you've been thunderstruck.
A vagabond on the run,
Not from something but to something better,
ordained, not luck.
Alright, I'll slow it down a bit,
put the brakes on down for ya.'
From a boil to a simmer,
How you figure,
That anyone can be like me, a redeemed sinner.
Christ took away the shame,
A reclaiming of self now is the cause.
And yes, sista got sass in personality. This is no game.
Here comes the applause,
Positivity chant,
Never tell a woman redeemed that she can't.