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Define a Girl

Exercising my creative freedoms. Lyrics: Tasha 2V, Album: Define a girl Vocals: Tasha 2V, Music: DJ Isabis Ahn-eh ahn-eh ahn-eee Yo-ne yo-ne yooo Ahn-eh ahn-eh ahn-eee Yo-ne yo-ne yooo They call a girl so tender, they call a girl so small, They call her what they need her for, they call her when they fall. They call her “made of mercy,” they call her “born to heal,” They call her their invention, ’cause her truth is what they fear. They call and call and call, like naming makes it true. But every word they throw at me just shows their point of view. They call me what they want, but wanting isn’t fact. A label isn’t lineage, a script is just an act. You think you’ve got the language that can tell me what I’m worth, But I’m the one who’s living in this body, on this earth. Ahn-eh ahn-eh ahn-eee Yo-ne yo-ne yooo They call a girl a “warrior,” they call her “iron spine,” They call her “revolution” when it suits their storyline. They call her “breaking boundaries,” they call her “rising strong,” But even praise can chain you when the frame is still all wrong. They call me what they need, not what I choose to be. Their compliments are cages dressed in femme's debris. But who exactly are the “they” that get to speak my name? And why do “they” get power in the first place to claim? Who gave them all the language that they weaponize as truth? Who told them they could sculpt me like a myth they never proved? They talk like they’re the authors, They talk like they’re the law, But every word they cast at me is built on what they saw; not who I am. Who crowned them as the judges of my body or my truth? Who told them that their fantasies could overwrite my proof? They name me from a distance, They name me to control, They name me ’cause they’re terrified of meeting me whole. Ahn-eh ahn-eh ahn-eee Yo-ne yo-ne yooo You’ve spoken over girlhood like it’s yours to redefine, But I’m the one who lives this skin; the naming now is mine. Round or soft or sharp or flat, My body isn’t up for that. I’m woman in my being; not the way you’re framing that. Your norms collapse like paper when they try to hold my frame. You want a single silhouette, I’m every shape you couldn’t tame. If I’m gentle, I’m still woman. If I’m steel, I’m still woman. If I’m neither, I’m still woman; ’cause I’m here, and that’s enough. You want a girl that fits you, but I’m not built to bend. I’m the truth you tried to edit, standing whole again. So let’s drop the crowd and face it; now it’s me and you. You’re clinging to a picture that was never born as true. You want a girl shaped by you, defined by your ideal, But I’m the one who’s breathing; I’m the one who’s real. I’m woman ’cause I’m living; not ’cause you say I am. My body is the evidence, my being is the stamp. Your fantasies don’t matter, your categories fall, I’m the truth you couldn’t capture; I’m the girl who stands through all. They call me what they want. Yet I am what I am. Define the girl . I dare you. Ahn-eh ahn-eh ahn-eee Yo-ne yo-ne yooo ------ ------ ------ Music prompting: Tasha 2V Sound: Suno Art prompting: Tasha 2V Art: ChatGPT