You claim to tutor, but your logic’s weak, ah Filled with fallacy, your theory's bleak, ah Plato’s world of forms, I seek the peak, ah You in the cave, my truth gon' speak, ah Your ethics high, but you can’t see my realm, nah Ideal state, my Republic overwhelms, yah This A-Academy, my ship at the helm, yah Philosopher king, Athens under my elm, yah Aristotle, with the senses, you cling, oh Empirical, but my mind's the true king, oh You aim for the Lyceum, but I taught the game, oh My Dialogues light the fire, your books just a flame, woah Metaphysics, boy, you just scratch the surface You might've been my student, but you missed the purpose The eternal truths, where my soul resides, ah You with the tangible, where the shadow hides, ah In the Lyceum, Aristotle, you may teach, ah But it's my cave allegory that philosophers preach, yeah Your empirical methods, they just leach, ah The essence of wisdom, beyond your reach, ah Nature's patterns, you observe and note, true But the realm of forms, that's a concept you misconstrue I set the foundations, gave you that cue But you missed the form of the good, ain't that askew? You talk of virtue, ethics, and golden means, nah But I navigate the metaphysical streams, yeah
You claim to tutor, but your logic’s weak, ah
Filled with fallacy, your theory's bleak, ah
Plato’s world of forms, I seek the peak, ah
You in the cave, my truth gon' speak, ah
Your ethics high, but you can’t see my realm, nah
Ideal state, my Republic overwhelms, yah
This A-Academy, my ship at the helm, yah
Philosopher king, Athens under my elm, yah
Aristotle, with the senses, you cling, oh
Empirical, but my mind's the true king, oh
You aim for the Lyceum, but I taught the game, oh
My Dialogues light the fire, your books just a flame, woah
Metaphysics, boy, you just scratch the surface
You might've been my student, but you missed the purpose
The eternal truths, where my soul resides, ah
You with the tangible, where the shadow hides, ah
In the Lyceum, Aristotle, you may teach, ah
But it's my cave allegory that philosophers preach, yeah
Your empirical methods, they just leach, ah
The essence of wisdom, beyond your reach, ah
Nature's patterns, you observe and note, true
But the realm of forms, that's a concept you misconstrue
I set the foundations, gave you that cue
But you missed the form of the good, ain't that askew?
You talk of virtue, ethics, and golden means, nah
But I navigate the metaphysical streams, yeah