Hey yo, it's me TobyMac and I don't mean to trouble you. I'm feelin' fresher than a night at the W. You're probably saying, Yo, we've heard quite enough of you.
You got me feeling so fly. There ain't a day that goes by. A supernatural high. Oh my goodness - people I can't deny. You got me feeling so fly. . Uh oh, here we go again.
Young people. Welcome to the... heaven... ... and ministry tonight. Won't you please turn in your hymnals to page 333. Sister Mildred, we're gonna play free at last.
Your broken dreams, your crazy schemes. They always let you down. The things we chase, a hopeless race. You're breathless off the ground. . From soaring highs to crash-and-dies.