Whenever I'm dressed cool
My parents put up a fight (uh huh uh huh)
And if I’m hotshot mom will cut my hair at night (uh-huh uh-huh)
And in the morning I’m short of my identity (uh-huh uh-huh)
I scream mom and dad why can’t I be who I wanna be? (uh huh uh huh)
To be

I just wanna be myself and I want wewe to upendo
Me for who I am
I just wanna be myself and I want wewe to know
I am my hair

I've had enough
This is my prayer
That I'll die living just as free as my hair
I've had enough
This is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free as my hair
I've had enough
I'm not a freak
I just keep fightin' to stay cool on these streets

I've had enough, enough, enough
And this is my prayer
I swear
I'm as free as my hair
Oh oh-oh
Oh oh-oh
Free as my hair
Oh oh-oh
Oh oh-oh
I am my hair
Oh oh-oh
Oh oh-oh
I am my hair
Oh oh-oh
Oh oh-oh
Free as my hai-ai —ai —ai —ai —r
Free as my hai-ai —ai —ai —ai —r
Free as my hai-ai —ai —ai —ai —r
Free as my hai-ai —ai —ai —ai —r

Sometimes I want some raccoon au red highlights
Just because I want my Marafiki to think I'm dynamite
And on Friday rocks city high school dance
I've got my bangs too hide that I don't stand a chance
A chance

I just want to be free
I just want to be me
And I want lots of Marafiki that invite me to their parties
I don't want to change
And I don't want to be ashamed
I'm the spirit of my hair
It's all the glory that I kubeba I'm my hair, I am my hair
I'm my hair, I am my hair
I am my hair, I am my hair
I am my hair
It's all the glory that I bear