Knocked Down, Made Small

(Treated Like A Rubber Ball)

My daddy took a look

On the day that I was born

And said he looks like corn

And his feet are made of clay

And then he walked away

And when I began to crawl

He knocked my head against the wall

And said you're much to small

And you don't get no ice cream

Not even if you scream

Don't you know that I was knocked down

Made small

Treated like a rubber ball

On the day I turned sixteen

I drove his car into the river

He stood and watched me shiver

As they dragged me to the shore

Wouldn't look me in the eye no more

When I finally hit the streets

I had my share of hard defeats

Every time I took a step

I felt the shackles on my feet

I was facing odds that I could never beat

Don't you know that I was knocked down

Made small

Treated like a rubber ball

I finally woke up

And put my conscience on the shelf

I turned to crime

Started living for myself

Didn't care about no one else

Don't you know that I was knocked down

Made small

Treated like a rubber ball