The truth of the matter is
There is nothing more beautiful than a black man.
Whether five-two or six-seven Yellow fabulous or chocolate heaven,
There is nothing more beautiful than a black man.
Long and lean with deep brown eyes wavy hair or dreds with strong thick thighs
there is nothing more beautiful than a black man.
Bald head with goatee, cornrows or a fade a little thick, a little thin oh, the choices to be made
there is nothing more beautiful than a black man.
Scholarly or not wall Street or hip hop I`ll sing your praises to the mountain top. Head of the home Provider and lover, obedient son and loving brother.
There is nothing more beautiful than a black man.
A mighty protector we`ve proven to be sacrificing our life to keep you free. Working for crumbs when the table is bare praising the Lord, leading the family in prayer.
There is nothing more beautiful than a black man.
Holding your hand when fear emerges, remaining faithful, suppressing our urges, showing our strength by turning the other cheek, having high hopes when the situation is bleak.
There is nothing more beautiful than a black man.
Treating me like the queen I was born to be, Never disrespecting, dishonoring, or disgracing me. Giving me credit when it is due, to a man, how I honor you.
There is nothing more beautiful than a black man.