[Akon: Verse 1]    Konvict    Konvict Music uh huh       See I can kinda recall a lil ways back    Small tryin to ball always been black    And my hair I tried it all I even went flat    Had a gummy curled on top and all that crap (o oh)    Just tryin to be appreciated    Nappy headed brothers never had no ladies    Then I hit the barber shop real quick    Had a mini lil twist and it drove her crazy (crazy)    Then I couldnt get no job    Cuz corporate wouldn't hire no dreadlocks    Then I thought about my dogs on the block    Kinda understand why they chose to steal and rob    Was it the hair that got me this far?    All these girls these cribs these cars?    I hate to say it but it seem so flawed    Success didnt come til I cut it all off       [India.Arie: Verse 1]    Little girl with the press and curl    Age eight I got a Jheri curl    Thirteen and I got a relaxer    I was a source of so much laughter    At fifteen when it all broke off    Eighteen and I went all natural    February two thousand and two    I went on and did    What I had to do    Because it was time to change my life    To become the women that I am inside    Ninety-seven dreadlocks all gone    I looked in the mirror    For the first time and saw that HEY....       [Chorus]    I am not my hair    I am not this skin    I am not your expectations no no    I am not my hair    I am not this skin    I am a soul that lives within       [India.Arie: Verse 2]    Good hair means curls and waves    Bad hair means you look like a slave    At the turn of the century    It's time for us to redefine who we be    You can shave it off    Like a South African beauty    Or get in on lock    Like Bob Marley    You can rock it straight    Like Oprah Winfrey    If it's not what's on your head    It's what's underneath and say HEY....       [Chorus]       [Akon: Verse 2]    Who cares if you don't like that    With nothin to lose postin with the wave cap    And the cops wanna harass cuz I got waves    Ain't see nothin like that in all my days (o oh)    And you gotta change all this feelings    They be judging one another by their appearance    Yes India, i feel ya girl    Now go 'head talk to the rest of the world cuz...       [Bridge]    (Whoa, whoa, whoa)    Does the way I wear my hair make me a better person?    (Whoa, whoa, whoa)    Does the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? Oooh    (Whoa, whoa, whoa)    Does the way I wear my hair determine my integrity?    (Whoa, whoa, whoa)    I am expressing my creativity..    (Whoa, whoa, whoa)       [India.Arie: Verse 3]    Breast Cancer and Chemotherapy    Took away her crown and glory    She promised God if she was to survive    She would enjoy everyday of her life ooh    On national television    Her diamond eyes are sparkling    Bald headed like a full moon shining    Singing out to the whole wide world like HEY...       [Chorus til fade]