(Intro)
Just like a birdie, (umm) I just wanna fly free. (so High so High)
And own a piece of land, (umm) somewhere, (somewhere, somewhere, somewhere)
somewhere, off in the country.
(Oh, Listen)
(Verse 1)
Temperatures like a hundred degrees, like I got chains on me.
Black male in a family of three, been robbed of my destiny.
Where can I fly away, cause it's to much for the man.
Shouldn't gone down this way, what happened to my master plan. (oh)
Cause I can't figure out, I coulda been a love child.( love child)
Shouldn't gone down this way,