Released: August 11, 2009

Songwriter: Joe Budden

Producer: Jared F.

[Hook: Joe Budden]
Baby, nothing's ever good enough
Nothing's ever good enough
Hollywood, think he too good for us
Nigga's emo, he ain't in the hood enough
How bout he's just misunderstood to us
Vision is fine, I can still hear
So I pop one more till everything is unclear
'Cause nothin's ever good enough
I'm just lookin for something, good enough

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Wonder where his mind is
If everyone's impression is wrong then maybe mine is
Jury's out but the verdict's in
Case ain't been heard, so how they murdering him?
I appear to be arrogant, that's what they instilled in me
Took it as a weakness when I showed 'em humility
Insensitive, don't waste time tryna tell me what emotions is
I'm emotionless
I can't explain it, it come from home
Make me uncomfortable and you gon' put me in a comfort zone
Double is me, feel what I feel and know what struggling be
Tryna get depression to suffer from me
When your head's cluttered with noise you get lost
Am I isolated by choice or by force?
Listen, the fuck y'all expect from me?
Already given y'all the best of me, but it seem like...

[Hook: Joe Budden]
Nothing's ever good enough
Hollywood, think he too good for us
Nigga's emo, he ain't in the hood enough
How 'bout he's just misunderstood to us
Vision is fine, I can still hear
(So I) So I pop one more 'til everything is unclear
Cause, just one wasn't good enough
Crushin it in rum wasn't good enough
The baddest girl wouldn't be good enough
All the cash in the world ain't good enough
(Why?) 'Cause you can go your hardest for your fans
But like you they only human so they may not understand that
I used to always try to be good enough
And couldn't figure out why I wasn't good enough
So instead of bein good enough
I just wanna be better, than good enough

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
The fuck's going on around here?
Contriving and conforming is the norm around here
It's tension, speak up and violence gets mentioned
In a world where everybody gets by off silenced opinions
And so I cut the red tape and the politics
Know it's there, I'm just the only nigga to acknowledge it
Learn from the acts that came before you and retain a lawyer
They told me, "Once you get the fame you get the paranoia"
They say that he a has-been, irrelevant
But every word I say niggas get hella bent
Tell you why I'm off of the charts or on the bottom of your bracket
I rap through the heart and some niggas lack it
So I get why I'm greeted with spite
Got nerve being the truth, life's fine with them believing a lie
Even I no longer know what to expect from me
But y'all have yet to see the best of me, still it seem like

[Hook w/ minor variatons]
Nothing's ever good enough
Hollywood, think he too good for us
Nigga's emo, he ain't in the hood enough
How 'bout he's just misunderstood to us
Vision is fine, I can still hear
(So I) So I pop one more 'til everything is unclear
Cause, just one wasn't good enough
Crushin it in rum wasn't good enough
The baddest girl wouldn't be good enough
All the cash in the world ain't good enough
(Why?) 'Cause you can go your hardest for your fans
But like you they only human so they may not understand that
I used to always try to be good enough
And couldn't figure out why I wasn't good enough
So instead of bein good enough
I just wanna be better, than good enough

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]
Check it, I want it all, that's why I strive for it
Diss me and you normally hear a reply for it
But I'm starting my maturation
And ignore em, let em continue they masturbation
Say my actions don't match what I'm spitting
So I tell em mind they business and let me stray
They say that you becoming a walking contradiction
I tell 'em people change every day
I tell 'em I've been making my own decisions since a teen
Tell me who the fuck is y'all to intervene, here's a lesson
I'm good enough for me, a nigga seem to be perfection
Fifty grand, V.I.P., Queens and perfection
Far from a beginner, nigga ain't a white belt
Cry me a river, and I'll turn into Mike Phelps
I'm just giving y'all the best of me
And y'all just turn that into stress for me, and so it seem like

[Hook w/ minor variatons]
Nothing's ever good enough
Hollywood, think he too good for us
Nigga's emo, he ain't in the hood enough
How 'bout he's just misunderstood to us
Vision is fine, I can still hear
(So I) So I pop one more 'til everything is unclear
Cause, just one wasn't good enough
Crushin it in rum wasn't good enough
The baddest girl wouldn't be good enough
All the cash in the world ain't good enough
(Why?) 'Cause you can go your hardest for your fans
But like you they only human so they may not understand that
I used to always try to be good enough
And couldn't figure out why I wasn't good enough
So instead of bein good enough
I just wanna be better, than good enough

Joe Budden

Joe Budden is from Jersey City, New Jersey. He was born in Spanish Harlem but lived in Queens until he was 12 and from there moved to Jersey City, New Jersey. Budden is one of five boys (one older brother and three younger brothers – two are twin brothers). Budden heard music in his home (his father is a multi-instrumentalist) and on the streets while he grew up.

He is also one quarter of Slaughterhouse, alongside fellow rappers Royce da 5’9”, Joell Ortiz, and Crooked I.