Go big or go home
I dream of Rome
Forget Internet Explorer, more Google Chrome
I'm the whole package, yet they think I'm Foam
They swerve the road, hit the cones
I make one mistake, chip my bones
Then I drone
Over it
Moving onto the next big thing
I know when I make it
Because that's when the Choir sings
From the approval of others
I own this field, secretly undercover
Don't try to smuther
My potential
Chances are, you're scared of my credentials
I shoot the free throw
I'll ignore your denouncements, you already know
Who caught all those wins in a row?
Took all the losses while you complained about your bosses
This talk is preposterous
Coming in full force like a Rhinoceros
There's always a rise and fall to this