Badu comes in close and unhurried, stretching "Oh my, my, my" over a groove that’s already settled low.

The words turn toward lessons and blessings, but the track doesn’t get bigger; it keeps that warm, sparse pocket around her voice.

There’s a small shift in the feel here, more like the groove leaning than changing direction.

Now the title phrase becomes the motion of the song: "on and on," sung as a circle rather than a push.

The verse opens again with "born under water," and her delivery still sits slightly around the beat instead of squarely on top of it.

The refrain returns without needing a new lift; the same steady center makes the repeated line feel lived in.

When she says her high is coming down, the vocal stays calm, and the arrangement lets that comedown register without panic.

The last refrain carries a sharper edge, but it’s still riding the same patient loop: the song keeps going by trusting its center.

At the end, the groove releases by easing away, not by making a final argument.