Yeah, as a baby in crib born poor
Slept in a crib by the front door
No room in my manger for this child
Raised by wolves and brought up wild
Mom was abused and often beaten down
Dad, the reason kids fear a clown
I learned things other kids never would
As a child I picked sticks cut wood
Sometimes there was not enough to eat
Trust me when you find Friday liver a treat
Skinny dude grew over six foot tall
Bumps in the road I dove over each wall
They said in school this kids is slow
I learned many things they would not know
So don't tell me your mad at your hard life
Stop the complaining and take on the strife
The rich kid next door born with everything
Dropped out of sight and nothing to this
world did the boy with everything bring
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