by Jubilee Johnson
Get laid,
Smooth on the edges, all the way to your nape
Put my scarf on the circumference like a cape
Curly weave or perm, roller set, not do’
Not Erykah Badu, not talking about you
Keep your nails done, and your weave tight
Hair did, looking right,
Ahead
Baby hairs get laid,
Unless summer heat reverts what you paid
For, until the naps underneath relaxed
Processed start unearthing in the kitchen
Not curly, but peas, behind your ears, please
Dominican woman got Dax and a brush
Little hairs is sensitive, fine but not enough
Block party, dancing, pumping hard and tough
Baby hairs get unlaid, undoing what you done paid
For, roots shifting to kinks
That links you to the knotty-knots
Days ago, wash n’ go, between your mother’s thighs
Tugging hard she made you cry
Worship that good hair, worship that skin fair
Edges mad slick, slip on that d**k
Baby hairs devirgined in the summer, getting laid with gel
It’s hotter than hell,
Out here,
Box braids, kinky twists, all colors, and waves
Low cut fades
Last you for days
My hair
Get laid,
In the summer