Every day I sat on my streets corner
Looking at this beautiful building and wishing to be the owner
But my wish never came true and it made me a mourner
People thought it was a waste of time
But I was thinking about changing my life of crime
I accept I was born poor
But never accepted to die poor
Because I did not choose to be born poor
In my country, if no one made it
I will be the first to make it
Because I believe what I achieve is limited by what I think
I will forever think big
So my achievements will be big
Because of great minds think alone.