Being toiling for years and got nothing to show
I been hiding inside because I just don’t know

Don’t get me wrong I know what I should
I’m afraid of the sun
Brightness, the shine, the spotlight
Afraid I’ll get clowned if my game ain’t tight

Chained to the expected can’t let my man down
Don’t want to disappoint cant stand to see the frown

Do I live substandard because I am afraid to be me?
Keep working at nothing wasting elbow grease

There are dreams to be woven
And stories to be told
Destiny to be crowned 
And a new life to unfold

Shuffle a little
Smile a little
Each day I die a little
Slinging elbow grease
Buried in finery with my brow creased

Hearing whispers bout she had so much potential
The girl could’ve have been influential
She wasted her time trying to please
Never should have been toiling
Wasting elbow grease