It’s difficult to satisfy everyone you know.
Like they say, jack of all trade na master of none.
Friends and family want every piece of you.
Girlfriend saying, I thought you loved me boo.
Mama saying, I gave birth to you.
Papa saying, I sent you to school.
Everybody emotionally blackmailing you.
All in the name of we care so much about you.
Come here, go there, fills my eardrums.
Opinions banging in my head like Cele drum.
I think I’m about to lose my mind.
I can’t even sleep well at night.
Everybody knows what’s best for me.
Except me, my thoughts are not welcomed in.
To the meeting of people planning my future.
He should be a lawyer, no… My son must be a doctor.
Gf own na, I want a boyfriend that works in Chevron.
Uncle go say, My nephew has to study computer.
I’m torn in between what everyone wants from me.
But when I try talk … Shut up, what do you know?
We’re talking about what would be the best for you.
Your own is acting like you too know.
You want to finish school and no get work?
Or be a teacher where you’ll die to get your reward?
I’m telling you something, you are talking passion.
Are you Jesus Christ? Passion of what?
Is it passion that I used to feed you?
Pay your fees, house you and clothe you ?
It’s not your fault, you are overfeeding.
That’s why I’ll be talking and you’ll be speaking .
Nobody listened to what I had to say.
Forced me into something I wanted to escape.
Because of them I no gradj with my mates.
4 years after my mates, na pass I manage.
Which company go accept this certificate?
Plus I don old pass youth service.
Truth is, I’m no more a youth. My biabia don don strong pass outside broom.
After shaving, head sef be like eclipse of the moon.
Even my belle sef don dey protrude.
Now I’m jobless and back to their house.
Na them I dey blame but that’s not what this is about.
They don start again to tell me which is my path.
I just quiet. Once I save enough, I dey pack.