I was born as a naughty boy.
I was born as a daddy’s boy.
When in was boyish I used
To be as bad as hat,
Put you under the strains.
You tried and true me rights
Against wrongs, beside my rights
You put me on the strict lines,
Twisted my head, made me as sharp
As sword, let me art go-getter.
This is meant for you daddy,
You walked me in lanes
My success is patronized by you,
I only want you to count on me.
daddy, am a man from your hands.