Baby I know I be trippin', I'm no walk in the park

But I'm the realest in it and you knew it from the start

Perfectly imperfect…bad credit and bad skin

I curse like a sailor and that's only one of many sins

I look like shit in the AM and I'm pissed off by the PM

Super slim thighs but warm when you slide between them

Push up bras to make my cleavage look perky

Stop by unannounced and the crib may be a lil dirty

Time management is all outta whack

Get a beep on the other line and forget to click back

Check my voicemail maybe only once a week

And sometimes if I'm exhausted...I talk in my sleep

A super freak but my belly ain't the flattest

The ass ain't too fat but I'm still the baddest

I'm confrontational and nag when I want attention

But I always analyze and take the time to listen

My shoulder ain't the biggest but it can hold ya head

And you can trust me enough to raise ya kids and hold ya bread

I'm fashionably insane and always changing my hair

But anytime you look behind you, I will be right there

My outfit may be blue while my toes are baby pink

But I keep lil fly ass toe rings on my feet

The train is slow to start but it's a powerful engine

I love to cook but I hate doing dishes!

I bite my nails and cut my hair for no reason

And my skin gets super dry during those winter seasons

Laundry is mounting and so are the bills

But I don't hold grudges; I just say how I feel

I can see beauty and potential in everything

But I'd probably run like hell from a wedding ring

Infatuated with sweets, obsessed with research

But anytime the paint wastes, I jump in feet first

I run stop signs but I wear my seat belt

Cock strong with the gentlest touch you ever felt

Got a sharp tongue behind soft, sweet lips

I'm broke as hell and drug free but spiritually high and rich

One glass of wine and I'm the drunkest chick in the world

But if you carry me to the bed, I will make ya toes curl

I'm a fighter indeed so sometimes you may catch the wrath

But I'll come back and stroke your body in a hot bubble bath

I'm a clumsy genius, a forgetful activist

But I can make miracles with a map and a list!

On my head are devil's horns and on my back are angel's wings

Thrifty and cheap but a connoisseur of nice things

So some may call me crazy

But you can always call me baby

Some may call me mean

But you can call me your Queen

I'm always dreaming up ideas and schemes

They may laugh but can you lie down and fantasize with me?

I ain't wrapped too tight so can you pick up the slack?

Some can't handle my honesty, are you man enough for that?

You can criticize, critique, congratulate and correct

And when I start going off, please put my ass in check

See, as long as you can take the good with the bad

I can be the best-worst lover you're ever had

Perfectly imperfect like a heart shaped bruise

A beautiful disaster with love as rare as priceless jewels