To a Good Woman.
I know you don't think you're appreciated, but you are. I understand you because I am you.
The woman who rides for her man, even when the world thinks he's nothing, he's something to her.
The woman on her grind, pushing towards a dream in a world that only wants her to be domestic.
The woman takes care of her kids,With a man or without, she puts them before her and loves them beyond the stars.
The woman naive to the world, still growing and learning her place, her worth.
I see you. I'm with you. I praise you.