Beat of My Own Drum

Verse 1 I’m running to my own beat, Feet tapping on the floor like a secret I keep. Scrolling through songs, trying to find one that fits, But the rhythm in my chest keeps talking like this. Weather humming in a soft little tune, Sunlight painting gold on the afternoon. Pre‑Chorus I’m not lost, I’m just drifting, Letting my mood do the lifting. Every breeze is a whisper, Every moment gets crisper. Chorus I strong to the beat of my own drum, Even when I’m searching for a song to become. Sky’s talkative, telling me “go on, run,” Joy in my pocket, heart feeling undone. I strong to the beat — Yeah, that’s the rhythm I meet. Verse 2 House so quiet you could hear the air breathe, But my daughters and I still dancing with ease. One twirls like she’s catching stars in her hands, The other sways slow like she’s dreaming her own plans. Bare feet sliding on the floor like little waves, Giggles bouncing off the walls like they’re brave. No music playing, just the rhythm in our heads, Three hearts syncing up in sunset reds. I told my daddy one day, “They dance with nothing on.” He smiled slow, said, “Baby, that’s where they get it from.” “You do the same thing, you just don’t see it come — Them girls are just like you, beating their own drum.” Rap Verse Look, we don’t need a speaker just to feel alive, We got melodies inside us that naturally thrive. My girls spinning in the living room, joy on their face, We’re a trio of rhythms keeping time in our space. Clouds give commentary, wind gives advice, Sun says “slow down,” shade says “think twice.” We laugh at it all, let the moment just come, ’Cause we strong to the beat of our own drum. Outro Warm air talking, Soft steps walking, Life feels gentle, Heart stays rocking.