She has the Gucci glasses,
The well-coiffed hair,
All the VIP passes,
Enough money to share.

She has the perfect apartment,
A great man on her arm,
She runs the department,
They all love her charm.

Education the best,
Degrees on the wall,
Pride in her chest,
She always stands tall.

She was born in a shack,
Nobody would guess,
Knows all about lack,
And enduring duress.

Jamaican blood in her veins,
Strength of her kin,
Helped her get through the pains,
And caused her to win.

Through hard work and love,
Her family struggled though,
Made her rise above,
She a yardie FI TRUE.