I hate my job, No colleague you're not the boss, always telling me what to do, where do I go you have no clue, Boss you have overtaken my job, just so you don't make a loss, you say not enough work to do, Yet you know that is not true, I deserve to be the knitter, Yet you say "go do general duties" and just pass me the clipper.
One day I will rise to the top, then you'll see what am made of, after you see you will regret, I will crush you like a used cigarette.
Pardon me lord but i have taken a shortcut, made money the easy way no ifs and buts. Am gonna do my moms proud, I will rise to top and stand out the crowd. Pardon me lord but am a big fool! Doing things knowing they're totally not cool.
Forgive me my lord for I have erred when reaching my goal, forgive me my Lord, have mercy on my soul.