Caleb sat nervously at his desk, staring down at the open book quiz in front of him. Mr. Hogue had always been a stickler for details, and Caleb knew he couldn't afford to make any mistakes if he wanted to pass this quiz. As he flipped through the pages of his textbook, Caleb realized that he had no idea where half of the elements were located on the periodic table. Sure, he had memorized a few of the more common ones like oxygen and carbon, but the rest of them might as well have been written in a foreign language. With a sinking feeling in his stomach, Caleb began to answer the questions as best he could. He tried to reason out where the elements might be located based on their atomic numbers or their properties, but he kept getting stuck. He knew he was in trouble when he got to a question about iron and couldn't remember if it was in the top or bottom row of the table. Soon, Caleb was frantically flipping through the pages of the textbook, searching for any clues he could find. He tried to read through the text again, but his mind kept wandering and he couldn't focus. He was starting to panic. Finally, Mr. Hogue called time and collected the quizzes. Caleb felt like he was going to be sick. He had never been good at science, but he had always managed to scrape by. Now, though, he was pretty sure he had failed. As he shuffled out of the classroom, Caleb overheard some of the other kids talking about their answers. They all seemed so confident, so sure of themselves. Caleb felt a pang of jealousy. Why couldn't he be that good at science? Later that day, Mr. Hogue handed the quizzes back to the class. Caleb gingerly took his, expecting to see a big red mark at the top or a glaring "F". But when he glanced down at his paper, he saw something that surprised him. He had gotten a C. It wasn't great, but it wasn't a failure either. In fact, when he looked around at some of the other grades, he realized that he had done better than a lot of his classmates. As Caleb walked home from school that day, he began to feel a glimmer of hope. Maybe he wasn't as bad at science as he thought. Maybe, if he kept studying and practicing, he could actually get better. And maybe, just maybe, he could start to enjoy science too.

Verse 1: Yo, listen up y'all, I got a story to tell 'Bout a young dude who rides like he's outta his shell Crayton's his name, and he's got that dirtbike game At such a young age, he's already earned his fame Prechorus: He's the king of the track, he's got skills you can't deny He's got speed and style, and he's always reaching high Chorus: Crayton's the best of the best, he's killing it, no contest Dirtbiking's in his soul, you can never put him to the test No one can touch his ride, he's a true superstar And he's just getting started, he's gonna take it way far Verse 2: From the first time he hit the gas, you knew he had the juice His fearless attitude, ain't nothin' can make him loose Jumpin' over ramps, he's so slick, he won't crash He's got a bright future, and he'll leave them haters in his past Prechorus: He's the king of the track, he's got skills you can't deny He's got speed and style, and he's always reaching high Chorus: Crayton's the best of the best, he's killing it, no contest Dirtbiking's in his soul, you can never put him to the test No one can touch his ride, he's a true superstar And he's just getting started, he's gonna take it way far Verse 3: He's got a passion for speed, you can see it in his eyes He's never gonna stop, he's gonna keep on riding high He's got tricks up his sleeve, he's always pushing the limit He's got a whole lotta heart, you can't help but admit it Prechorus: He's the king of the track, he's got skills you can't deny He's got speed and style, and he's always reaching high Chorus: Crayton's the best of the best, he's killing it, no contest Dirtbiking's in his soul, you can never put him to the test No one can touch his ride, he's a true superstar And he's just getting started, he's gonna take it way far Outro: Yeah, Crayton's the one, he's got a whole lotta game He's only just begun, he's gonna rise up to fame So if you wanna see the best, come and check out his skills Crayton's the dirtbiking king, and he's gonna give you chills.

Verse 1: On the court with a ball in his hand, He runs, he jumps, he makes a stand, His dunk is fierce, his blocks are grand, Daniel Gafford is the man. Pre-Chorus: He's got the talent, he's got the drive, He's gonna take it all the way to the sky, Chorus: Daniel Gafford, he's a beast, Watch him slam 'em down with ease, A star in the making, can't you see? Daniel Gafford, he's the key. Verse 2: In Arkansas he found his home, On the Razorbacks court he's known, His opponents fear him to the bone, Daniel Gafford, he's in the zone. Pre-Chorus: He's got the talent, he's got the drive, He's gonna take it all the way to the sky, Chorus: Daniel Gafford, he's a beast, Watch him slam 'em down with ease, A star in the making, can't you see? Daniel Gafford, he's the key. Verse 3: In the NBA, he made his way, His skills are sharp, his shots don't sway, He's here to play, he's here to slay, Daniel Gafford, he'll never sway. Pre-Chorus: He's got the talent, he's got the drive, He's gonna take it all the way to the sky, Chorus: Daniel Gafford, he's a beast, Watch him slam 'em down with ease, A star in the making, can't you see? Daniel Gafford, he's the key. Outro: He's got the power, he's got the game, Daniel Gafford, you know the name, He's gonna rise, he'll never be tame, Daniel Gafford, he's got the fame.

Verse 1: Every time he steps on the court Garrett knows just what to do He's been playing since he was young And now he's showing off his moves Pre-chorus: It's like he was born with a ball in his hand He shoots, he scores, and takes command His opponents know they're in trouble Cause Garrett's the best, you can't deny Chorus: Garrett, he's the goat of the game He's a legend in his own time With the ball he's got unmatched grace And on the court he's got his own rhyme Verse 2: Teamwork is what sets him apart He passes with ease and accuracy But when it's time for him to shine He takes it to the hoop with intensity Pre-chorus: It's like he was born with a ball in his hand He shoots, he scores, and takes command His opponents know they're in trouble Cause Garrett's the best, you can't deny Chorus: Garrett, he's the goat of the game He's a legend in his own time With the ball he's got unmatched grace And on the court he's got his own rhyme Bridge: The fans go wild when he takes control And dribbles right through the defense Garrett's got the heart and soul To be the best, he makes no pretense Chorus: Garrett, he's the goat of the game He's a legend in his own time With the ball he's got unmatched grace And on the court he's got his own rhyme Outro: Garrett, he's the one to beat But nobody's been able to do it yet He's got the skills and the tenacity And everyone loves to watch him set New heights of excellence in the game.

Verse 1: He's got a guitar and a dream And he's making music like you've never seen From Compton to the world stage Steve Lacy's got the talent to engage Pre-chorus: He's got that soulful sound And the rhythm to make you move around Chorus: Steve Lacy, he's the real thing Music flows from him like a spring His beats will make your ears sing Steve Lacy, he's doing his thing Verse 2: He started playing young, with passion and zeal Taught himself everything, with no official seal His music is fresh, his style is new Steve Lacy's got nothing left to prove Pre-chorus: He's got that soulful sound And the rhythm to make you move around Chorus: Steve Lacy, he's the real thing Music flows from him like a spring His beats will make your ears sing Steve Lacy, he's doing his thing Verse 3: In The Internet, he found a new home With Syd and the crew, he's never alone He's worked with Kendrick and Vampire Weekend Steve Lacy's the rising star of the trend Pre-chorus: He's got that soulful sound And the rhythm to make you move around Chorus: Steve Lacy, he's the real thing Music flows from him like a spring His beats will make your ears sing Steve Lacy, he's doing his thing Outro: Steve Lacy, he's on the rise And we can't wait to see where he flies His music is a pure delight Steve Lacy, the future's bright.