[Intro - impressed tones and agreeing murmurs]

You are SO 'articulate.'
Mmmhmm
[Sammus ] Shut the fuck up
Man, I can't do this anymore
I can't deal with these people

[Verse 1]
Hey
As a little kid
Wasn’t really wrapped tight
Yeah they always said I was tryna act white
Even though I’m Black
Like night without a flashlight
Guess they’d rather have me draggin' on the crack pipe
Don’t enunciate
Or you're an oreo
Drink courvoisier
Do a little choreo
Better not be corny though
Better start the party like you Mario, yeah entertain me like the Maury Show
Don’t get me wrong I swear I really love to dance
And when I’m home I get jiggy in my underpants
Yep --- I pretend I’m popping rubber bands
I will clap my booty like I got a pair of other hands
Zaaam --- And if I really feel the beat
I gets down like when I’m hearin’ Billie Jean
I got my drink and my two-step
No respectability
Move my back to some future
Like my favorite trilogy
Then on Tuesday listening to shoegaze
Two days later I’ll be shaking it to Two Chainz
Soufflé jigglin to Lupe
Batman and I’m Bruce Wayne
If it don’t compute then I’m chuckin up the douce, say --

[Chorus]
I’m not one thing
I’m not two things
I’m not three things
I’m not four things
I am more things than I’m reporting
Let’s not force it
I’m mighty morphing x2

[Verse 2]
And if you wanna kick it like punting
Better get one thing straight
I run things, k
I can fill a couple seats at my shows
I don’t play
Cuz I shuffle to the beat of my own 808s
Yeah -- I let my hair breathe
I let my fro bounce
I'm feelin care free
Then I get a blow out
Til next week
Box braids [screams]
They gon’ stress me
Cuz I’m lookin’ foxy
I like to wear about fo’ packs
They say my hair it grows so fast
Yeah they appear to know no blacks
And when I hear dem I roll past
I put a filter on, Low pass don’t ask
Yeah -- I'm a higher order organism
I enjoy E-40 but I also fuck with Joy Division
I desire a shorty I can talk into a poor decision
I love a conversation all about the Fourth dimension
A Wrinkle in Time was my favorite book
I remember age nine was insatiable
Yeah, at the table nook other kids would stay and look
-- And I knew that when I grew up I would say the hook

[Chorus]
I’m not one thing
I’m not two things
I’m not three things
I’m not four things
I am more things than I’m reporting
Let’s not force it
I’m mighty morphing x2

[Outro] X 2
Black girl rock
Black girl mosh
Black girl program on your Macintosh
Black girls winning those Olympic props
Black girls blot to make to our lipstick pop

And I'll never be a prop
So gimme my props

Like, don't have a cow, man