Have you ever heard a butterfly sing

It’s funny how silence has a way of helping you find yourself
not some divine intervention shit
but what you are truly made of deep in the guts
many crack at the sound of the gavel
others crumble on the road to retribution
several are just born a bitch
and a few find a warrior in the stillness
you never really know what you are before judgment day
when the clattering of doors stop and the light dim
your true self will emerge  
so the next time you want to show out at the club  
poke ya chest out in front of your friends
remember that I fucked bitches like you before breakfast call