Tell me now, how my friend name Javintree and my mother still poor
Can't take the dirty living no more
Enough time me sing to the fans till me throat get sore
And me don't know if the food is sure
Dem want me fi smile and pretend when enough me endure
And me a search and me pocket dem bowl
Can't find me that a school field and lad a knock down me door
And me just forward off a door
Tell me right, man is a man so what you