Mohammad Nashir - Not The Ideal Son

London brought up in the streetz
My desire is to be famous
Rich
Poweful
Education is envy
What am I fighting for?
All my dreams come true in seconds
While I work years for education
Education is my dream
Yet I keep trying with heart
Despite my talents lie elsewhere
Not the ideal son
Travelling in my bicycle
Poor as a ghetto
Travelling without a car
Envious one day
Achieving everything in hours
I’m starting to not like the smell of a PHD
Not the ideal son
Everything comes true
In areas apart from education
I can’t look round
Looking at one task
While achieving all others
I’m starting to not like the smell of a PHD

Mohammad Nashir

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