The Best

Yeah…

Coach Marsh steppin’ in…

Turn the lights down… turn the bass up…

BOOM— let’s work.

I’m the one they point to when the moment gettin’ heavy,

Built different—mind sharp, feet fast, hand steady.

Track lines glow when I step on the scene,

Blueprint boss in the class — geometry machine.

Whistle in my hand, but the fire in my chest,

Turn a rookie to a weapon, every stride, every rep.

From the chalkboard, to the start line, grind never slow—

Everywhere I plant my feet, I’m the best, let ‘em know.

I’m the best—wherever I go.

On the track, in the class, yeah they already know.

Turn it up—watch the whole place blow.

I don’t follow no path—

I make my own road.

Cut the lights, crowd shake, let the pulse take over,

I’m the storm in the stadium, thunder to a soldier.

Brain sharp like a compass, goals dialed in,

Got ‘em sprintin’ through equations, got ‘em locked, locked in.

Every kid in my class? Yeah, I teach ‘em to attack,

What’s a limit to a leader who can always bounce back?

From the meet to the lesson, I rise, reload—

Pressure never break me, I turn pressure into gold.

I’m the best—wherever I go.

On the track, in the class, yeah they already know.

Turn it up—watch the whole place blow.

I don’t follow no path—

I make my own road.

Bass hit—heartbeat double-time, feel the shake.

Sweat drip—crowd lit—every step that I take.

I don’t stop—elevate—every move, every goal.

Every breath, every stride? Yeah, I’m takin’ control.

Let the beat run wild, let the horns start screaming,

Keep winning in real life while the doubters stay dreaming.

I’m the flame, I’m the spark, I’m the rush, I’m the flow—

Put me anywhere on Earth, still the best in the show.

I’m the coach, I’m the runner, I’m the teacher they trust,

Put my name on the heat and watch the lane combust.

Ain’t no ceiling on my grind—watch the legend reload,

I’m unstoppable, undeniable, in permanent beast-mode.

I’m the best—wherever I go.

On the track, in the class, yeah they already know.

Turn it up—watch the whole place blow.

I don’t follow no path—

I make my own road.