A rap about my style

Some days I'm soft
Some days I'm spikey
Some days I wear
my younger sister's Nike's

Sometimes I wear clothes
that belong to your brother
other times I wear stuff
that come from your mother

I wear my Bethel mom sweatshirt
with nothing but reppin' pride
other times it's my baby sweatshirt
with pastel on the side.

Some days I channel my punk side
with black, black, black galore
other times I'm lookin' classy
like I'm wearing Dior

Yes I have a shirt with a grizzle bear up on it
And I have a koala sweater that people think's legit
what about my sweatshirt that says that my grandkids light up my holidays?
why would I wear things that I didn't get from goodwill anyways?

Some days I wear earth tones, other days I'm a rebel
some weeks I look like a girl, some days I look disheveled
I wear whatever i want, whenever I want to
I can look like a princess, or try a brand new hairdo

I wear pink, I wear blue, I wear flannel, i wear Rue
I love jeans, I love dresses, I love tank tops & curly tresses

I like leggings I like skirts, I like sweaters I like shirts
I wear t-shirts I wear lace, I channel creativity I channel grace

I wear sneakers I wear boots, I wear bolds I wear mutes
I wear heels I wear flats, I wear scarves I wear hats

I have curly hair I have straight, I have long legs I wear an eight
I have green eyes I wear pearls, I am not like other girls

(( at the end of the day, I know who I am
My name is Aunica and this is my jam ))



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