"... Judge a book by its cover, I know she's hot But I'm sorry to say that doesn't mean anything Don't stay home, look at your face Time to remember that only your self-esteem can heal If he messed up, hold on tight No one deserves to be taken for a fool My feelings speak, talk to the soul And my mind concludes that I deserve to be respected I'm a woman with determination, black from the hood And the comfort I have is my money that pays And whether in the favela or in the building I'm at home I make well-made rap so I don't lack anything I'm going to become a millionaire, millionaire Without ever depending on a man to have my stuff I walk my walk I'm a living example of a woman who doesn't shut up..."