For My Tittas

Black sister, where you goin'? How you doin'? Where you been?

I ain't seen you on the scene for a couple of weeks

By all means, stay on your roll, you gotta do your thing

But please don't sell your soul for a couple of G's

Embrace your black skin and your race within

You're blessed by your blackness and your dark skinned kin

Raise strong black kids, throw those drugs in the bin

And you'll be bound to make your own people look at you and grin

Uh, stand strong like your matriarchy

And titta, aim higher than stars can reach

You ain't gotta act different when it comes to me

I believe in you, sister, take a walk with me

Like Pac says, the sweeter the juice

You're too deadly, sis, to go and hang your head in a noose

I know you're sick and tired of dealin' with the drugs and abuse

You're too strong, my sister, you know the deeper the roots

Black woman in a white man's world

It's tough, bein' sexualized is all we've learned

That's enough, you're worth more than gettin' treated like dirt

Show love and give your sisters what they truly deserve

Respect, we sick and tired of gettin' treated as less

Sayin' that sex sells, but I got no products for pests

The way you treat your woman has you lookin' real oppressed

She got her lil', you got yours, it's time to have it addressed

If she stands with you then stand with her

'Cause handin' down this healing is the bigger picture

Got noting to do with your sexual preference

This is about our solidarity that's gettin' questioned

Don't be shame, sis, let 'em know what's up

Pave the way for your babies so they grow up tough

Aim higher even though you grew up in hard knocks

And show your babies what it feels like when you truly are loved

And let me tell you something, you ain't defined by your past

They tried to judge me for it, look who gets to have the last laugh

'Cause I go hard, throwin' stones, surrounded by glass

Won't get you nowhere, I ain't even ashamed of my scars

I'm a proud black sister, so don't ever get it twisted

They was aimin' at my downfall but they missed and turned to misfits

I'm really quite exquisite and my sisters keep it busy

We rockin' out our culture with our elders as our witness

Let me break it down so you get it stuck in your head

A black woman raised you so don't you ever forget

And I ain't baggin' out my brothers, my brothers are warriors

But if you can't respect your tittas, don't expect us to honor ya