I'm an imperfect castle
I don't need more foundations than my voice
Like that, I'll go build who I am with my virtues and defects
What my grandmother gave my mother
What my mother taught me
It's a ritual, a contemplation, an automatic validation
I toss my hair and sing to the sing
I move my hips and burn all the pain, this is not prohibition
These are my colors of liberation
Outside of your range of control within my decision
No, no, no, don't you tell me that this is pretentious
My red mouth on my heart, it's my decision
I'm the owner of my body
I'll decorate it and love it without shame
Like that, I'll paint my canvas
With the colors that are in my verses, there's no fear
What your grandmother gave your mother
What your mother taught you
It's a ritual, a contemplation, an automatic validation
Toss your hair and sing to the sing
Move your hips and burn all the pain, this is not prohibition
These are my colors of liberation
Outside of your range of control within my decision
No, no, no, don't you tell me that this is pretentious
My red mouth on my heart, it's my decision
Long live my colors
That all fear goes away and that they'll want to continue building
This is the fight for equality
It's the story that we are writing and going to build
mmm ahhh
mmm ahhh
mmm ahhh
mmm ah ah ah ah ah ah ah oh
These are my colors of liberation
My definition out of your range of control, my liberation
Long live my colors
That all fear goes away and that they'll want to continue building
This is the fight for equality
It's the story that we are writing and going to build
Long live my colors
That all fear goes away and that they'll want to continue building
This is the fight for equality
It's the story that we are writing and going to build