I hear them calling I got to answer my calling The beacon's in the sky But all of the heroes falling Running before I step Just inches away from crawling That barrel is f**ing loaded And they not ready for brawling Fighting, that's hand to hand They not ready for man to chan Gossiping that's b**h sh** They not ready for man to man Plotting, that architect They not ready for men to plan All of these f**ing copies Nobody gave you the right to scan I'm in the dark, like the dark knight student Got the black down, like a panther I'm newton Used to ditch school, like you ain't know I'm truant Just the rebels, bad kids speaking bullsh** that fluent I'd just like to thank all of my teachers Claiming I'm the one, and knew the word like some preachers Product of when you're hurt and start coping with the reefa But I'm a all-star, so why the f**, I'm in the bleachers I got the drive, I'm just caught in traffic Irving could tell you this dude is magic Comic until they take one, like this sh** is tragic But I'm known by none, like the whole world is catholic So it's f** math, and f** cla** I was never good in Schooling, in in-school I was never good, sin Five goods, got me blowing Blowing, me got good fins Forecast of a breeze So, likely my crew gone win