He came from nothing
A drug addicted father
And a mother who couldn't give two *****
If he lived or died
He was just another ****** expulsion to her
And she would routinely compare him to
What she flushed down the toilet every morning

Predictably, his body grew
Tall and strong
And his temper grew with it
He was a fire *******
A match dropped
Into a bucket of kerosene
He'd fight for anything
Right, wrong, man, woman
He didn't care

People on the street would stop and stare
Because after a while
He was the boy who was known
As a bomb
"He could beat bricks
Until they bled."
Is what they all said

He eventually ended up in the ring
Where modern gladiators go to prove their primal worth
Once he taped up his hands, slipped on those gloves
An energy ran through him, he knew no on could stop him
He took bonecrushing jabs
To the jaw, the temple, to the head and brain
And delivered skull cracking hooks
To the same areas
No matter how hard anyone went at him
No matter how much they wanted him down
He wanted it more
And one by one
Like little toy soldiers
They all came crashing
Down
Down

Down