but let’s get one thing straight.
We will not always co-operate.
Sometimes I’ll be stiff,
so locked in place
it will bring you dread.
But I’m here to stay,
so grab the grease soufflé.
Stretch me out,
loosen me up,
twist your body around me
I am your perm rod.
Twisted together in synchrony,
so close nothing could ever come between us.
Keep me close like a satin head wrap
and I’ll protect you,
staying on your mind through the night,
physically and emotionally on your mind,
In the morning we’ll unwind,
I’ll twist you out,
I’ll be easy to find,
so anytime they see you they’ll know that’s me
and I’m who you’re about.
So do knot
get it twisted.
The track ahead is not straight
so you’ll have to believe in me,
hold onto those contour lines you call cornrows
and weave with me.
Slather some oil so your edges are slick,
cut the loose ends and we’ll never split.