Crown on My Name

Check the stance, check the frame. Walk in a room, they announce my

name. Go hoop swing, but the mind stay sharper. Booking my bag

and a heart like armor. Melanin glowing, that sun kiss royal.

Hands been working, my people stay loyal. They wanna write me small on

the margins, barely. I turn the page around, sign it bold,

Ms. Bailey. Never that. On the net. I'm the headline

front. I'm the reason little sisters hold their shoulders up. I'm my mama's

dream and my grandma's prayer. Every step I take, they already there.