I was rollin' down the way, and I saw this girl
About twelve years old, in a grown up world
She liked fancy cars, fancy rings
She wanted the life
That only money could bring
I could tell that she, by the look in her eyes
Would do anything, to get that life
Didn? t talk down to her, didn? t make her cry
But I said a few words
That could change her life

When it comes, the light, the light
Don? t front on it, the light, the light
When it comes
The light, the light, don? t run from it
The light, the light

I was sittin? here trippin? 'bout half of the night
Cause the song that I was working on
Was bringing me strife
Don? t wanna give up, cause it? s just that nice

Let me stop tryna force the issue
I been getting all the right lines
But I ain? t been paying attention
Must be trippin? off of what them records
Want me to be what they want me to be
But that ain? t really my vision
I? m scorching hot like fire
So let me stop all this trippin?
Forgin to my own funky fantastic dimension
Let me do what a sister like me do
And put some funk in the kitchen
Let me stop all this trippin? and listen

When it comes, the light, the light
Don? t front on it, the light, the light
When it comes
The light, the light, don? t run from it
The light, the light

When it comes, the light, the light
Don? t front on it, the light, the light
When it comes
The light, the light, don? t run from it
The light, the light