Back to My Roots

Celebrating the Power of Black Hair: A Journey Back to Roots
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Lyrics

This is a special shot, going out to my mama, Ms. Ernestine Charles.

This is a dedication to the artist's mother, Ms. Ernestine Charles.

Mama used to do people hair in the kitchen;

Describes how the mother used to style hair for people in the kitchen.

Press and curl, hot curlers, everything.

Specifically mentions various hair styling techniques like press and curl, hot curlers, etc.

I love you, mama.

Expresses love and appreciation for the mother.

Black hair is a revolution.

Acknowledges the significance of black hair as a form of rebellion or empowerment.

Cornrows... uh, uh honey, I am tender-headed.

Expresses sensitivity to pain, possibly related to hairstyling, like cornrows.

Jheri curls... style sophistication,

Describes different hair styles like Jheri curls, associating them with style and sophistication.

Afro puff... ah, ooh, ah, ah, ooh, ah.

Mentions Afro puff with expressive sounds, celebrating the style.

Hair weave... call her Miss Ross.

Associates hair weave with the iconic Miss Ross (Diana Ross).

Braids... pride, respect.

Associates braids with pride and respect.

Extensions... more of a nineties fashion.

Describes extensions as a fashion trend from the nineties.

Asymmetrical shroom... banji girl.

Refers to the asymmetrical shroom hairstyle and mentions "banji girl," suggesting a bold and unconventional style.

I'm going back, back, back to my roots,

Expresses the intention to return to the roots, implying a return to one's authentic self.

Where my love can be found, and my heart rings true.

Emphasizes finding love and authenticity in one's roots.

I'm going back, back, back to my roots,

Reiterates the desire to go back to the roots.

To the time and the place, coming back to you.

Mentions returning to a specific time and place, possibly a nostalgic reference.

Black hair is a revolution.

Reiterates the revolutionary nature of black hair.

Finger wave... a classic extravaganza.

Describes finger waves as a classic extravagant hairstyle.

Press and curl... never mix, never worry.

Advises not mixing press and curl, emphasizing a certain hair care philosophy.

Flat top fade... very contemporary.

Refers to the flat top fade as a contemporary hairstyle.

Nail sculpture... urban distinction.

Associates nail sculpture with urban distinction, possibly referencing a unique form of self-expression.

Hot comb... ouch, mama, that was my ear.

Recalls a painful memory of a hot comb incident with the mother.

Blow out kits... oh, oh, tamba.

Mentions blow out kits with an exclamation, possibly indicating excitement or surprise.

No lye relaxer... fried, dyed, and laid to the side.

Refers to the use of no-lye relaxer, with a playful description of the result.

I'm going back, back, back to my roots,

Repeats the desire to go back to the roots.

Where my love can be found, and my heart rings true.

Reiterates the themes of love and authenticity in one's roots.

I'm going back, back, back to my roots,

Repeats the desire to go back to the roots.

To the time and the place, coming back to you.

Reiterates the reference to a specific time and place for the return.

Now, mama, got her own salon, down on auburn ave,

Mentions the mother having her own salon on Auburn Ave, suggesting progress and success.

And if you want to know what's happening in atlanta,

Suggests that visiting the salon provides insights into the happenings in Atlanta.

Just go to the salon, that's to you and all y'all down there;

Encourages everyone to visit the salon, extending the message to all people in Atlanta.

Brothers and sisters, Miss Earlene, Lizzy Dean, Renetta,

Shouts out to specific individuals in the salon, acknowledging them by name.

Little baby boy, tone, tone, Leo-nard, K-ron, Cornisha.

Mentions various individuals, including a baby boy and others, possibly clients or associates of the salon.

Peace to all my brothers and sisters.

Wishes peace to all brothers and sisters, emphasizing unity.

Peace, love, and hair grease.

Concludes with a familiar phrase, "Peace, love, and hair grease," suggesting well-wishing and camaraderie in the hairstyling community.

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