Mmm… Garden Valley nights still live in my chest Cleveland concrete raised this soft black girl flesh Same streets that taught me how to move quiet and quick Now I walk softer… still fierce, still thick They ask me to pick a side like I got the time Black or trans? Nah, baby… I’m both in the same rhyme I’ll never choose Black or trans ’cause I’m both at the same time One body, two truths, all mine So if I cry too loud or spend too much If I switch lanes wrong or need a little touch If the world feels heavy and I just wanna curl Don’t be mad at me… I’m just a girl Just a girl from the Valley with a whole lot of soul Just a girl who turned the pain into gold Just a girl who’s both, forever, no debate Just a girl… and that’ll never be too late
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