(Marcus, Pay attention. Pay attention, look at me when I'm talking to you.)

Little marcus, you know you can do better than that

Be an artist but never pay attention in class

Ever since the darkness went down my spine

It stuck into the carpet I've been hardly ahead of the last

But thank god that this little kid

Was never prescribed to take bottles of Ritalin

It would have been a parent making a bad move

Instead of seeing the classroom as not enough stimulant

This brain's a bit bigger, a sick picture

Spill food on the hands and lick fingers

When I needed to feed it I educated it

When it feeded for treatment I medicated it and made it cleaner

School's boring

I didn't feel like it did anything for me

So I didn't like it

I didn't do poorly

I just would of done a lot better if I could've drawn for every assignment

I turned my art, into a bad habit

Searched through my arm of true black magic

Made a name out of graph and proceeded to tag it

On paper, than graduated to fat cat tips

From that point on

Me and the rest of this world had begun

Our Lovely divorce. From the walls that I bombed

I thought I was hip hop but graffiti was only my introductory course

I never really knew what it was to feel free

I never really knew what it was to build things

I never had the taste of the animal that chased

After capital immortalities more appealing

I grew to like the ink in my blood

I knew that life shouldn't be what it was

I'm separated from she

So the presence of me

Goes from peasant to king

When I speak over drums

Chorus:

Born as a man (born as a man)

I never really objected til I was torn from the plan. (torn from the plan)

I didn't know what I invested would transform what I am. (transform what I am)

From abnormal to majestic, now I'm more than a man (more than a man)

X2

Reverse contact to the Earths gone back

Through a still night, I'm a kill mics

The ill tight that was built with the right

Components to steal

Light from the painted picture

That I came from

But I ain't done anxiously

Turn everyday citizens

From a unice to a head that will go the lengths for me

Where humble beginnings turn

To amplify floodings

Being born with a gift

Is only a myth

Cause real MC's study

And I took that intransit didn't look instantly

For the skill to be there

I broke down the steps that I had to progress through

The first one's learn to breathe air

Then it started falling in place

Formed with a crew, when I through what I knew

In a smooth flow that lags a little—late

And I started to separate

Never effort wasted, edification

This is the basement

This is Where I patiently awaited my transformation

Chorus x2