Track 1 of the single Training Wheels Off, Dad Let Go · 2026
Training Wheels Off, Dad Let Go
“Every parent in the room knows the second you let go of that seat. We wrote the hook so the crowd could be the voice cheering the kid down the block.”
hip hop · gospel hip hop · tender soul · live drums · 3:35
Lyrics
Saturday morning, sun on the concrete Red bike waiting by the front porch steps Helmet too big, knees already scraped Little hands gripping, little heart racing Dad's got a hand on the back of the seat Says "I got you, baby, just find the beat" Pedals going round like a record spinning Wobble to the left, but we're still winning Count it out loud, one, two, three Wind in your face, now you're running free Training wheels off, Dad let go Look at you fly down the block, don't slow Every wobble, every windy turn Every little lesson that you had to learn Training wheels off, Dad let go Heart in his chest like a drum, so loud You never looked back, you just rolled on And he stood in the street feeling proud Neighbors on the stoops start to clap along Mrs. Alvarez hollers "Go, you're strong!" Streetlight shadows stretching long and thin Corner by the bodega, here we go again Dad's out of breath but he's still jogging Sneakers slapping asphalt, gravel flogging He lets go quiet, doesn't say a word Best sound in the world is a bike bell heard Count it out loud, one, two, three Wind in your face, now you're running free Training wheels off, Dad let go Look at you fly down the block, don't slow Every wobble, every windy turn Every little lesson that you had to learn Training wheels off, Dad let go Heart in his chest like a drum, so loud You never looked back, you just rolled on And he stood in the street feeling proud Later on you'll learn to drive a car Later on you'll move out, go real far But today it's just you and two wheels Learning how balance really feels He'll remember this when the house is quiet Kid on a bike, the whole block's riot Every big goodbye starts with a small one Rolling down the road toward the setting sun Hold on, let go, hold on, let go That's the whole of love, that's all we know Hold on, let go, hold on, let go Ride on, ride on, and the wind will show Training wheels off, Dad let go Look at you fly down the block, don't slow Every wobble, every windy turn Every little lesson that you had to learn Training wheels off, Dad let go Heart in his chest like a drum, so loud You never looked back, you just rolled on And he stood in the street feeling proud Training wheels off Bell ring, bell ring Dad let go And the whole block sings