CAN I BREATHE

Hard work, yea —

I’m hard workin’.

Doing the best

that I could’ve done.

Been blessed, yea —

I’m undeservin’.

Giving my best,

now it’s what I am.

Questioning my identity.

Expecting me

to give my energy.

But then I don’t

get a chance to breathe?

Well, fuck off.

And I ain’t making

no apologies —

so back the fuck up

off of me.

That’s right.

I ain’t making

no apologies —

so back the fuck up

off of me.

Sacrificed it all for you.

Don’t know what

I’ve been going through.

Just wanted to give

my best to you —

and that still isn’t

enough for you.

So stressed, yea —

but I’m done stressin’.

No suit and tie —

just jeans

and some high tops.

And I ain’t making

no apologies —

so back the fuck up

off me.