When I was growing up Life was a misery Since I was in nursery I have to grind To pay my bills Life isn’t a platter of Gold Nothing is free Even in free town When you work You earn Then I was a church boy But I quited When I was suffering Like a church rat I decided to grind To survive I had no bad intention I went to tertiary A graduate But I got no job Grinding was the only option left Before you blame me Here my own part of the story