Fire Burning

I'm tired of working
Even when I smile I'm hurting
Is this what life's about? I don't
Wanna die in search of
Finding out what really keeps
The fire burning

My mother told me that Granny
Worked her whole life
(paying off the mortgage)
Granny worked them cold nights
(seething for her daughters)
With no man the slow grind
Had her slaving for the
Thought of her kids' kids
(who else?) , kids' kids
And this is what I witnessed as an infant
For instance
The hardest-working artist in England
Is anyone they classed as
A juvenile delinquent (who am I?)
Son of Karen, grandson of Ruth
Imagine if my mother hadn't met
Lennox and had a yute
In fact, don't imagine that
It's with established you
It's who? And like you know
Hard work's in my bloodline
But sometimes I ask my mum
Why she works two jobs
And works through lunchtime
And most the money's gone
When the taxman comes by, well
(If this is what we're living for
Then I don't wanna live it all
How can money make me miserable?)

Can't afford a car, let's call it Lambo
Listening to Carter IV wishing
I had mad dough
(Still I'm saying) God bless the people
With a 9 to 5
Who still end up jobless to the
People who define this life
It shouldn't be stars
It should be commoners we idolise
For saying that a lot of
Stars were commoners like (I and I)
Ballers like
(Ferdinand) , boxers like (Iron Mike)
Singers like Adele
And every one of these feminist spitters
Have to pay homage to (Dynamite)
But the question is when you
Get what you want, will you be satisfied?
Probably not, i bet you want the next
Thing that they advertise
Looking in the mirror to
Analyse the average guy
How can I be happy if I'm never content? Well
(If this is what we're living for
Then I don't wanna live it all
How can money make me miserable?)

The fire burning the fire burning
The fire burning the fire burning
Finding out what really keeps
The fire burning
Finding out what really keeps
The fire burning