walk with a rhythm, walk with a style
not one born from your eyes, but one there all the while

it's not about who you know, it's who you're meant to be
whether you're fifty-six, or thirty like me, or just twenty-three

It's never too late to figure out where to go and who you are
it's always a bad choice to not think too big, or to look too far

ignore the naysayers, the goon squabblers
impress the most disinterested and the rudest of rude hollerers

make it about heavyweight, make it about sass
most of all just get out there in the world, make me proud, and kick some ass