(Treated Like A Rubber Ball) My daddy took a look On the day that I was born And said he looks like corn And his feet are made of clay And then he walked away And when I began to crawl He knocked my head against the wall And said you're much to small And you don't get no ice cream Not even if you scream Don't you know that I was knocked down Made small Treated like a rubber ball On the day I turned sixteen I drove his car into the river He stood and watched me shiver As they dragged me to the shore Wouldn't look me in the eye no more When I finally hit the streets I had my share of hard defeats Every time I took a step I felt the shackles on my feet I was facing odds that I could never beat Don't you know that I was knocked down Made small Treated like a rubber ball I finally woke up And put my conscience on the shelf I turned to crime Started living for myself Didn't care about no one else Don't you know that I was knocked down Made small Treated like a rubber ball