[Intro]
And you sing Paris city
And you sing New York City
Jazz Liberatorz
With the live motivator
Check it out, y'all

[Verse 1]
(Yeah) From the five to the mind
The mind to the hand
The hand to the pen
That transcribe the plan
Will stick to fly paper
But never quite land
My last destination
From bus, train, to plane
To radio station
I occupy minds
That's my occupation
My childhood, a baptism, indoctrination
All the way through to my high education
Reward for my patience
I'm lovin' my callin'
Callin' my loved ones from extra long distance
Across many seas
I wish y'all were here, the things that we'd see
The witness I bear, as light as hot air
But since you're not here
I lay a foundation that brings me back
With you, reward for your patience
You can say I'm workin' on a vacation