Overloaded shoulders, packed at the back with a boulder
The pain is hard to repel but I gotta act like a soldier
Carrying a 100 stacks of paper so my heart's crossing on thumpings
Though my inner core hasn't popped like Nate Robinson jumpings
Shorty can do big things, it's about self belief
Whether it refers to me, I can't depend on wealthy trees
Where the healthy bees prove what is smelt with leaves
While I failed with D's, so fucking help me please!

There's problems, distress make me falling at my chest
And I've never passed C's so I'm calling that my best

From the toes to my hair, from my nose to the air
Around my body is where it goes when I'm scared
Pressure, shit I call proceeding waste
Some shit to reduce to earn my breathing space
I got the lack to learn, I give my flag to burn
No need to surrender, I ain't a fag concerned
I'm too wack to earn so I gotta find another way
Seeing the rest leaving now, I'll be flying another day