Graduation Day
My whole life, I ain't ever been good enough
I was forced to focus on what I lacked
Despite what I had
And treated like I was lesser.
My whole life I ain't ever been good enough
Feeling like I have to change who I am
Due to another man
In order for him to love me.
My whole life I ain't ever been good enough
Teaching me to strivefor greatness
But when I tried, they hated
And told me to try something else.
My whole life I ain't ever been good enough
Soon my incapabilities
Turned into disabilities
And I knew I could never break free.
My whole life I ain't ever been good enough
I gave everything every piece of me
Inside, I damn near let these things kill me
But, trust me, they don't wanna hear that
They just want to see that
That degree, and that check in hand.
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