You got a problem with her
Just step aside
Don't you dare mess with her
For she'll chase and outrun you
Even in her stilettos
She chooses to stay beautiful
Inspite of those scars
Narrow minded may call her rude
Hard head with big attitude
Flaunts herself with pride
For every ounce of it, she has earned
Is painted by her tears, sweat and blood
Travelled the road less travelled
Climbed those mighty cliffs
Made her way through the dark
Without waiting for a torch or stick
So fuck the world
Those stale perspectives
Rusted chains and mundane bonds
Even if the critics rise in numbers
Keep standing for what you believe
Bitches will keep cribbing
Haters will continue hating
May you keep your head steady
And rise from the ashes, everytime, refined and strong
Is my birthday wish
To my bestest buddy
And the strongest tigress around
-SR.