 I'm so special. I'm so special. I'm so special. I'm so special. As we start trudging, me and my brothers, we be looking and be bugging. Vehicles of life, they be rolling and be nudging. Searching for the virgins of life that be shoving at the door that's cracked. The valleys of time are always on my feet. At least the beat will combine the calluses and horns with the funky bass line. You won't need underdog for a nickel shoe shine on the shoes that stack.