I work and work, I grind and grind,
Go about my day with leaving nothing behind.
I train night and day like there's no tomorrow.
Because the thought of failing fills me with sorrow.
I lift weights and run for miles,
Even stack bricks to make big piles.
I work this much because I want to succeed,
Because I know one day I'll have mouths to feed.
I have fallen in love with the process, in love with the grind,
It's to prepare the body, the soul, and mind.
Once the time comes to perform on the diamond,
I know that nobody has worked harder than I have.
I will trust in my skills when it comes time,
Because I am the King of the Grind.