The Forgotten Superhero

I’m working a sweat, but it’s all good 
I’m breaking my back but it’s all good 
‘Cause i know i’ll get it back 
Yeah, i know your hands will clap 
And I’m working, 
Yeah, i’m working 
To make butter for my piece of bun 

And if you say I’m not ok
with miles to go
If you say there ain’t no way that i could know 
If you say i aim too high from down below 
Well, say it now ‘cause when i’m gone 
You’ll be callin’ but i won’t be at the phone