My lady, unpredictable.
She preach fire and brimstone in the study hall.
In darkness, she's a lightning bolt.
She so powerful.

My lady, undeniable,
She drop bombs of truth till your defenses fall,
She don't worry, bout a thing at all,
She impossible.

She come down, only to wind up again,
When I doubt, she can be my medium,
She come round, and she save the day,
She mighty mighty.

My girl, pray the rosary,
Before she take down the powers of bigotry.
She walk close, with the holy ghost.
And sheʼs haunting me.

She come down, only to wind up again,
When I doubt, she can be my medium,
She come down, only to wind up again,
She comes round, and she save the day
She mighty mighty.

My lady. Sheʼs a pretty little,
mighty mighty, pretty little thing.

She come down, only to wind up again,
When I doubt, she can be my medium,
She come down, only to wind up again,
She come round, and she save the day,
She Mighty mighty.