Miss Purple Heart

You're my Korean princess,
call you my Umma to my Appa.
The purple heart wielding woman.
Craving just to hold ya.

The selflessness, the kids you'll bless
Talking about a future, where kindness boldly seeks justice
among us, where darkness still looking for a light
I see yours shining bright, let messages take flight
of diplomacy. Teach the children how to put up a fight
identify what is right, and change the world,
through a pilot light, in kitchens
cooking God into a bowl of rice
aint nothing like rolling dice
you'll make it and make it right.

Miss Millionaire, staring straight into ambitious eyes.
Staying humble behind the lines,
wont let money become your binds.

Girl, I envy you, believe that your staying true,
to infinity, karmas coming with what's owed, past due.
And I do, wish I was standing right there next to you
when the kingdom comes, to anoint you Queen
head to toe in a purple hue.

I want to, hold your hand when you are tired
do much more then be inspired.
Be a partner in your quire
and bow down to you, or baby you
The one man you can trust
that you feel up in your gut,
representing your crew

and hold tight, to what is right
protecting you and every child
from the wild and strife
from now until the rest of my life