Know Who the Hell You Are

We were havin’ a blast, you and I,

Sun on your face, not a cloud in the sky.

Then your phone lit up, and your smile fell fast,

Doctor said the tests came back at last.

Cervical cancer—two words and a war,

You stared through the window, heart on the floor.

But girl, I’ve seen the fire in your soul,

You’re the kind that don’t just bend—you roll.

So don’t you forget who the hell you are,

You’re tougher than steel, stronger than scars.

You’ve been knockin’ down walls since the day you were born,

You don’t back down, you bring the storm.

When the road gets rough and the night feels hard—

You dig down deep, you raise the bar.

So stand back up, hold your heart—

And know who the hell you are.

You’re the girl who jokes when the sky turns black,

Still paints her toes in a hospital bed.

You’ve held your own in a man’s world more than once,

And never once had to say it loud to fight.

Cancer don’t know who it’s messing with,

You got strength you ain’t even tapped yet.

You wear grace like the beauty you are—

And babe, you were built to weather storms.

So don’t you forget who the hell you are,

You’re fire in Nike Dunks, you’re strong as the sea.

Hair done perfect, not a line outta place,

Girl, you turn pain into poetry.

You walk with pride, with that head held high,

Grace in your step and heat in your eyes.

So when the mirror tries to steal your spark—

Look dead in the glass and tell your heart:

Girl, I know who the hell I am.

Yeah, know who the hell you are.

And if the road feels heavy, if you lose your spark,

I’ll be the voice that reminds your heart—

You’re still that same damn shooting star…

Don’t you forget who the hell you are,

You’ve fought too long, come way too far.

This ain’t your ending, just another round,

You’re the kind who won’t stay down.

So take a breath, show your scars—

And baby, know who the hell you are.

Yeah baby…

Know who the hell you are.