In elementary i was the lowest class
A bitter little kid good in science and math
I never had a problem making the other kids laugh
When they'd steal my lunch or kick me in the ass

But i could see the surface from there
Choking up and gasping for air
No sanctuary but my secret lair
My reason for resistance is clear

My telephone never heard a ring
To my comic books i would cling
Talking to girls was an alien thing

Fatboy! like i was when i was young
It's hard growing up when they're putting you down
Fatboy! like i'm living right now
When i ain't go luck, i ain't got nuthin'...

So i slammed my door and i locked myself in with
Dungeons and dragons and todd mcfarlane
Staring so hard at those pages i specked
Just to steal my attention from the attacks