I was just a baby boy
In the story I'm about to tell you
So my mother was rocking me on the rocking chair
Then my brother, he thought it would be funny
To rock the chair harder
Pretend like there's an earthquake going one
Like an earthquake's going on
Then my mother dropped me accidentally on my head
Now I'm created, probably woulda liked sports instead

But she dropped me on my head, yeah
So I thank my brother for dropping me on my head

Now I'm thinking, thinking
Everything happens for a rеason
Now I'm thinking, I'm thinking
Everything happens for a reason
No luck

Now I'm all grown up
Now I'm all grown up
Now I'm all grown up
Now I'm all grown up
Grown up