Sit down to watch me here
And the record comes on called don kennedy
Something he said really stuck to me
He said, "if you don't know my name by now
I ain't working hard enough"

And I got off the chair and went to my bed
As I calmed down, the next thing I knew I was out of my head
Talking to a man with skin soft like carton
And when the tone so low I had no choice but to listen

He said, "come on, come on, you know you got something"
"come on, come on, there's work to do"
"come on, come on, don't make the people wait"
"come on, come on, get over you, it's more than you"

I wallowed in self-pity for too long
Wanted to be noticed but had nothing going on
Longed to be heard, compared myself to others
Which I know it's so absurd, still, I found it getting worse

And that, he said to me, I did to name your art
Ella fitzgerald for me, I did it for the world to see
You were in your own league, but you gotta put the work in
Focus on your dream

Come on, come on, you know you got something
Come on, come on, there's work to do
Come on, come on, don't make the people wait
Come on, come on, get over you, it's more than you

If you don't know my name by now, I ain't working hard
If you don't know my name by now, I ain't working hard
If you don't know my name by now, I ain't working hard enough
Hard enough

If you don't know my name by now, I ain't working hard
If you don't know my name by now, I ain't working hard
If you don't know my name by now, I ain't working hard enough
Hard enough

I see mothers limping home from graveyard shifts
Shutters rising before the sun
This is me, I forecast my history embedded on the pages
My nieces and nephews might read
I've yet to see a reflection with more potential
Yet I'm circle driven by comparing my successes to others
Beginners luck
You couldn't begin to roam around the kingdom that I plan to construct
My heart whispers, "come on, come on"
While standing on a mountain, screaming to a thousand and one
Hoping that if I change the lives of any then we've already begun
To inspire and light fires in these daughters and sons
Willing to persevere through pain
So that one day they might feel the touch of their passion tumbling, embrace
I was born to be a legend, I say it because I mean it
I'd rather sound conceited before sounding defeated
Live forever