Making Waves

As long as there are black girls

In jeans and tees

There will be black boys

With do rags

And brown brushes

Making waves

Sons of mine 

Get out of the mirror

And trust that your hair

Is at least as smart 

as you've trained it to be 

with your brush

Get out of that mirror

And see what I see

It ain't waves on your head
I see brain waves
I see the thoughts in your head!

I see you

No baby

I really see you

Making waves

In the world

I see you building pyramids

And solving equations and problems

Building bridges

To connect the cities 

The women are creating

With our words

I see you snatching earbuds out

And screaming 

For freedom

I see you turning earbuds

Into microphones

Because what you think

Far exceeds what you're being taught
But you think no one hears you.
I see you
I hear you
I feel you

Baby boy

Handsome son

Don't make waves in your hair

Make them with your mind

And watch the ripple effect in the world

Make waves of change

And reclaim your place

You can create something 

Bigger

Badder

Better

Than what we have handed down

Make waves baby boy

Make waves

and the world will 

Have to sit back

And enjoy the ride!

Make waves baby boy!

Make waves!

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