Whatever It Is

I was two years old when my grandma heard me
By the television singing
Sesame Street had me rockin' on my feet
She told my mama i cant believe what i'm hearing
My mama daddy was a singer too
I never got to see what he could do
But if he could see me now
You best believe he would be so damn proud
The stage has always been my second home
When it's not there sometimes I feel alone
So it must be in the blood
So it must be from the history clock
Cuz the hands go tickin' from the sides to the top
And it's always going round
Maybe I can pass it down
To a little one that I can call my own
Or maybe my nephew talking on the phone
Whatever it is whatever it is
Whatever it is I would like to know
Sometimes I dream so big I don't know what to do
Feel like I'm on another planet
I get in my head
Think about everything instead
It's making me wonder how I got here to begin with
Some people say it's gonna take awhile
When they do I just sit back and smile
And say it must be in the blood
(say it must be in the blood)
I know it must be from the history clock
Cuz the hands go tickin' from the sides to the top
And it's always going round
Maybe I can pass it down
To a little one that I can call my own
Or maybe my nephew talking on the phone
Whatever it is whatever it is
Whatever it is I would like to know oh
Whatever it is whatever it is
Whatever it is I would like to know
Whatever it is I would like to know
Cuz something in bubbling
Won't stop from growing it's running outta control
Somebody once told me that I will not make it
Cuz it's the luck of the draw
I had to remind em my focus is laser I will not succumb to the fall
I had to cultivate my skills
To make a couple dollar bills
To put my city on the map
And make my family proud as hell
Went to school
Got a degree
Paid off loans all on my own
Traveled the world
Found a girl
Coming from nothing is just like a war but Pop said
Do it for me
And do it for Mom
You'll say the same when you have a son
It's all legacy before that time comes
Remember its in your blood
Oh and it must be in the blood yeah
And it must be from the history clock
Cuz the hands go tickin' from the sides to the top
And it's always going round
Maybe I can pass it down
To a little one that I can call my own
Or maybe my nephew talking on the phone
Whatever it is whatever it is
Whatever it is I would like to know oh
Whatever it is whatever it is
Whatever it is I would like to know
Whatever it is I would like to know