she's undefined FINE

See…
She…
Can’t be defined 
By no cosmetic line
Hot combs
That stick with the stench of spritz
Glamour without the glitz
AND SHE KNOW GOT-DAMN WELL SHE THA %#&@$!!
She can walk outside with pride
Wake up with no make-up and still shake up a man’s insides
Without lipstick and erect a stiff dick
Through the sincerity in her eyes 
The subtleness of her smile 
And intellect that project
Through her individual style…

She don’t need to be a maybelline 
Or Neutrogena Nymph 
Her foundation is -Christ- not any
Bargain-priced Mary Kay pouch that look real nice 
She adds spice the way her body can play
Tricks on the mind looking so damn fine
In basketball shorts posted up on the line
Then 
Flip the script on Sundays through skirts 
With a fullness leaving these white girls hurt
Head to the sky 
No weave, gel, or clips, and can grow her own nails 
Without the European tips
A model in her mind rocking sweats and a tee
She don’t have to put on Revlon to holla at me
She’s a natural beauty
She knows she’s a queen 
And don’t need a Cosmo to define what that means
Not lean like the sticks stuck on all the magazines
She’s mastered her grace and embodies her space
So cool and serene when she embody a place
With a spirit and soul that knows no inferior 
Exquisite inside without the caked up exterior

She’s a natural beauty and she knows what it means
To be real and been true from the start 
So her essence could never wash out or fade
Cuz her make-up’s instilled in her heart!