Every day on my feed I see the same thing
The blues and the pinks and what will you bring
Young girls in high school some even my age
This anger builds up; I have to turn the page
Some part of me wonders if I am missing out
Then I laugh and again I feel the need to shout
A baby is something more than cute photos to post
Today it doesn’t seem like it to most
My mom worked two jobs to support me
Now I see young girls just getting free money
I always dreamed of something more
A degree, a job, a future; just reaching for that door
Don’t get me wrong, babies are a true miracle
But the lack of education is what has me so lyrical
Your dreams are now on the back-burner to theirs
Diapers, feedings, late night worries and cares
Do you think that man is always going to be there?
Girl, I hope you have a plan when the fridge is bare
I just don’t understand girls these days
I suppose I was raised with different beliefs and ways
Because all I want to do is hold my degree
Not hold a screaming baby who is hungry