The beat of my drum does not match yours
my soul, my self, is only the best of the good lord
I walk in his steps to guide light on my path
without him I'm no one, I'm just hash

my beat is not rhythmic
it's not in sync, in tune, on cue
I can't tap my beat with the bottom of my shoe

you cant add drums, a guitar or a flute
my beat is simply a mistake, more like a fluke

im designed not by a man but by a God
he's given me the most amazing gift
a beat, my own, the spirits to lift

im not like you nor like them
im especially unique
I can heal you
watch
i can patch your leak

im young and im restless
but it's all okay
because im going to continue to dance to my beat and hopefully you will too, someday