Hey Boy

I like ideas, I like to be inspired
how it feels when all the energy has not dropped 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 cover

Hey 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 depth of my skill

and 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
they way I move my body when I’m dancing
it’s not directed at you

Hey 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 depth of my skill

does my faith make me easy
am I just some kind of slut, what fuckin’ groupie
cause I dig this music
and if I’m talking to some guy
well that could only imply
I’m gonna take him home
I’m gonna use him
why would you assume it

Hey 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 depth of my skill

Hey Boy
why you look at me like that
wanna place your judgments but you can’t
inside of me, there grows this tree
it’s branches are free
are free

don’t give yourself so much credit
waving your hand at my frivolous behavior, think
I could be an honest, open source to, to be reckoned with
and I don’t owe you shit cause you bought me a drink

Oh Hey Boy!