(Rock) I used to try to fit in with people I bent my ego for all of my friends in preschool All the way to high school I tried to seek approval Doubled all my friends But you see, my grief quadrupled (yeah) Changed my approach, now I seem to do cool Dropped out of college going "Peace and toodles!" Now I lead my own school of thought Never miss a day, never drop out or flop My parents disappointed, they're acting all offended But whatever, it's okay, they don't understand my spirit Or how I feel when the beat drop and I hear it, no interference I stay precise and inventive I guarantee that I'll probably fall a thousand times before my victory But it ain't shit to me, I've an epiphany I'll orchestrate my words, composing different symphonies They'll serve as the soundtrack to my trip, keep listening When in Rome, do whatever you like ♪ Yeah ♪ (Rock) ♪ Yeah ♪ (Yeah) (Guess I'll keep going 'til no one can beat-) (Guess I'll keep going 'til no one can beat me) (Beat me, beat me) (Beat me, beat-)