Who Taught You

Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose Who taught you to hate the colour of your skin To the extent that you bleach Who taught you to hate yourself From the top of your head to the soles of your feet Hmmmm Pan African Lifestyle Who taught you Who taught you to deny what God designed The essence of you, perfectly refined Who taught you Who taught you Who taught you Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair Who taught you to despise the melanin you wear So much, you bleach Trying to reach what they preach Who taught you to deny what God designed The essence of you, perfectly refined Who taught you Who taught you Who taught you Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose The fullness of your lips, the strength in your pose Who taught you to loathe yourself so deep From the crown of your head to the soles of your feet Who taught you to turn on your own kind To reject the beauty in your bloodline Who made you hate the race you're born to So much, you don't even want to be near your crew Who taught you to deny what God designed The essence of you, perfectly refined Who taught you Who taught you Who taught you