Yeah-eahhh, hmmmm. yeaaahhh. . I'm not your every day, around the way. Don't go bar-hoppin', chillin' on the block. On a cell phone frontin',. Never that, cuz I'm not that kinda girl.
You are the road that I will travel. You are the words I write. You are the ocean I will swallow. You are the wind I'll ride. . You are the cause to keep my head up high.