Hey boy I like ideas, I like to be inspired How it feels when all the energy is not drop-tired? I can smile wide and breathe the light of others But I got my own game, baby I do not take what I cannot coverHey boy Why you look at me like that? Wanna place your judgements, but you can't What you don't know, what you never will The press of my soul The depths of my skillAnd you say You say you really dig my style You really like those things that I do But if you did, I would think that maybe You would understand the way I move my body When I'm dancing, it's not directed at youHey boy Why you look at me like that? Wanna place your judgements, but you can't What you don't know, what you never will The press of my soul The depths of my skillDoes my faith make me
