The Phatman - The Boy lyrics

He perspires His very existence is a struggle Was a blessing at birth, now a curse d**h took his parents, ‘'Bye bye'' they said, ‘'we'll be back tomorrow'' Seemingly the tomorrow has still not come Seventeen years since he heard those words All alone, the sky happens to be his roof His inheritance? He knows naught of Things he was supposed to start as an adult, He rather quit them as a child The lifting of loads, ripped the abdominal walls The boy knows there are betters days ahead So, patiently he cries to heaven