You can measure the length of my skirt all day,
But if I’m a backbiting gossip, it doesn’t matter anyway.
It doesn’t matter if my hair is nappy or straight-
If God says I’m beautiful, then that makes me great.
Just stare at my earlobe to see if it’s pierced or not-
If I’m lying like it’s going out of style, the lake of fire is what I’ve got.
The bottom line is, whether my clothes are new or tattered,
It is how God judges me that really matters.
Amen.