See, what I'm tryin' to tell ya... let me check and see if I'm in the right place. Where are my sisters that every time that you get ready to do somethin' right, all hell breaks loose? If you're standin' by a sister who just raised her hand, touch her and say, "Flashpoint".
That's why the enemy doesn't want you to be free, 'cause you're not just a woman, you're a flashpoint. And when you get delivered, you gon' set it off. Who woulda thought that this no-name woman would be a flashpoint? The big-name woman got saved, nothin' happened. But when the poor slave woman got delivered, she was a flashpoint. There is a system attached to her dysfunction.