" My sister told me that I need to focus more
Tek time, expand my mind, stress less
See things I never even saw, yeah
My mumsie's proud of what I've done
She don't need more
Dad on my case to have a lil one but I'm not even 24
Now my friends are family, they proud of me
But even when you're good, it gets real lonely
And you say that you'll hold it down for me
But when things are good you don't even phone me
Going, going
My own way
I'm here still
Barely floating
But I'm ok
Why do auntie's cuss so much?
Like what is the problem ?
Why do they cuss so much ?
And why are we never good ?
Always annoyed cos we're stuck but doing nothing to get unstuck
And why do lovers fuss so much
You want love but you're never happy
Someone's never enough
Going, going
My own way
I'm here still
Barely floating
But I'm ok "