Child Prodigy

His own private math is as big as life

It's all aftermath, burns in stripes so bright

He sees right through walls, right through the writing on them

Two years old and playing those games

He's not tame, he's not slim yet

Feed him, give him to eat

Child prodigy

His head is barely hard, he's so hard headed

Hair isn't hardly parted, he's a man of parts

You can't be jealous, he just makes you feel bigger

Two years old and he'll never be the same

He's not trained to put you through your paces

Feed him, give him to eat

Child prodigy

Child prodigy

All wizardry and charm is yours

A children's child, child of a child, prodigy

Take it all in till you cry

There's always more blue

Grazing, grazing

More laziness to make you cry

Child prodigy

All wizardry and charm is yours

A children's child, child of a child, prodigy

Take it all in till you cry

There's always more blue

Grazing, grazing

More laziness to make you cry

His own private math