I'ma do, I'ma do, I'ma do my thing I was born at the end of December Not afraid that the cold of the winter would keep me inside Ever since mama left me at home I had to search for a class of my own And go there in my mind I had a dream like Dr. King I had a song I had to sing And I knew it wasn't make-believe When the teacher said to me Baby, who do you wanna be? I said, I don't know, but I know that I'm gonna leave I'm so gone All I do is walk alone I'm so gone I can make it all on my own Alright Everybody wanna follow the crowd But I belong in the front singing loud And I'll go solo But the fame is a hell of a temptress Not my wife, but I guess she's my mistress Oh, can I let her go? She can play tricks on your mind Have you leave your soul behind She's turned some niggas on But she can't keep her spell on me She can't keep back memory I'm free to leave, to be Just me, oh I'm so gone All I do is walk alone I'm so gone I can make it all on my own So many So many people Try to be somebody else Try to be somebody else Or whatever says I've got my own lane I've got my own lane I'm flying by myself Hope you wish me well I'm so gone All I do is walk alone I'm so gone I can make it all on my own I'm so gone All I do is walk alone I'm so gone I can make it all on my own If I fall Then let me fall Cause I've only got myself to blame It's just me It's just me All I do is walk alone All I do is walk alone