I'm Beamin'

*Lasers*This article is part of the Lasers era.Released: March 7, 2011
Label: 1st & 15th Entertainment / Atlantic RecordsCategory

* Single
* Mixtape

## Promotional single by Lupe Fiasco

"**I'm Beamin'**" is a song by American rapper Lupe Fiasco, released in January 2010. It is included as a bonus track from his third studio album, *Lasers* (2011). The official music video was directed by Shomi Patwary of Illusive Media, released to YouTube on April 26, 2010.

The track was leaked a month prior. A remix version of the song was released on October 13, 2010, entitled "We Beamin';" it was included on B.o.B's mixtape *No Genre* and features members of the supergroup All City Chess Club (excluding Pharrell, J. Cole, and Wale).

## Personnel

Song
* Andrew Coleman – digital editor, recording
* Brian Gardner – mastering engineer
* Fabian Marasciullo – mixing engineer
* Ramon Rivas – assistant engineer
* The Neptunes (Pharrell Williams and Chad Hugo) – writer, producer
* Wasalu "Lupe Fiasco" Jaco – lead artist, vocals, writer

Video
* Chris Fuentes, Philip Ly, Tash Patwary – prop designer
* Paolo Obcemane – director of photography
* Philip Ly – assistant director, associate producer
* Robbie Elliott – director, color, visual FX
* Shomi Patwary – director, editor

## Lyrics

* Single
* Remix

**Lyrics**
[Intro]

Today, nobody cares

But tomorrow, they will, they will

Today, nobody cares

But, oh, tomorrow, they will, they will

[Hook]

They said my future was dark, see me now

Just look around, I'm beaming

(We are)

They used to talk, when I wasn't around

(Lasers)

You see me now

(We're not)

I'm beaming

(Losers)

[Verse 1]

I get my energy from my inner G

I be in outer space but I got inner peace

So tell my enemies that they can't injure me

I know that irritates, you have my sympathies

Well you should protest, yeah you should picket me

I'm on a losing strike, I'm on a winning streak

I'm out in left field, I'm speaking mentally

But that's a better place than where the benches be

I'm feeling really good, me and my different beat

Me and my different drummer; he play the timpanis

See that's what got me here, you hearing me

Me on my "black man in the future" shit, call me Billy Dee

See I'm just forward looking, that's how I really see

See while you Valentines, I'm thinking Christmas trees

And that's how this would be, even at Micky D's

Semi-colon, closed parentheses

[Hook]

They said my future was dark, see me now

Just look around, I'm beaming

They used to talk, when I wasn't around

You see me now, I'm beaming

[Verse 2]

Do you remember me, the guy from verse one

Failure's my last name, Never's my first one

You see I hood a lot, and yeah I nerd some

Hood's where the heart is, nerd's where the words from

Don't represent either because I merged them

It's kids who wanna leave, and I encourage them

Go out and see the world, never return from

Yeah you don't come back unless you learned some

And baby girl what does it matter where your purse from

Your hair done, your nails did, your ass fat, but you're dumb

Mix Melissa Ford with Maya Angelou

Become a top model and Sojourner too

I try to follow this, what Muhammad do

It's such an old soul, inside this sonic youth

It's why I'm Ferrari'd up, and I'm conscious too

I don't prophesize, I promise you

[Hook]

They said my future was dark, see me now

Just look around, I'm beaming

They used to talk, when I wasn't around

(Lasers)

You see me now, I'm beaming

[Verse 3]

Yeah it's me again, the guy from verse two

Well this the last one, it's almost curfew

It's almost night out, so turn ya lights on

Where all my 760s with ya brights on

Yeah they are the ones to keep your eyes on

Like how we used to do to keep the house warm

Now those the type of eyes I not cry from

You see the tears of fire run out my crying songs

Now the world shoulders is what I'm crying on

The world's fast lane is what I'm driving on

What am I driving at, I'm trying to drive it home

I'm in the drivers seat, but you can ride along

It's never cyclops, it's never I alone

I'm telling your story wherever I perform

Now if they looking for me, you tell 'em I've gone

Out in the bright lights, right where I belong

[Hook]

They said my future was dark, see me now

Just look around, I'm beaming

They used to talk, when I wasn't around

You see me now, I'm beaming

**Lyrics**
[Verse 1: Asher Roth]

My aura takes the form of the aurora borealis

Or a floral pattern, more or less a forest to your salad

The neural path I've traveled has immediate reaction

Can't you see that I am beaming? I'll be leaving in a second

Sipping magic from a chalice, detached from the distractions

At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action

A fraction or a fragment of me actually is present

The rest of me is heavenly, the seventh house's zenith

Yes, the fence intimidates, it's meant to keep you out

But let your senses resonate and leap it in a bound

Cause freedom isn't found inside a visa or a crown

And even the voice of reason couldn't speak it out loud

But mortals are immortal when their soul has been imported

To a source that is more sovereign, important to the whole

This is the warmest moment of a poet turned heroic

As he slowly comes to focus, go ahead and watch me glow

[Verse 2: Charles Hamilton]

Rey Mysterio flow, staying clear

Of makeup-smeared hating queers, making clear this is spiritual

Throw a spear at you all (pew!), church final

Your funeral in an arena, you searching for fire (shh)

Or titles (whoa), or tidal waves (uh)

Tie the game like a shot from outside when it's 95 to 98

The throw slid into you left-side broke (n\*\*\*as) (beam)

Boa constrictor, choking (n\*\*\*as), the grown man (beam)

Pause mean your controllers get broken (n\*\*\*as) (beam)

Anarchy in the Ford, you need to focus (n\*\*\*as) (Beam)

Love, I get none, like saying no to n\*\*\*as

Hamiltonian's loneliness, so I hold my (beam) (n\*\*\*as)

I logged on to see a c-section, a gross display

Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons won't go away

I keep pressing like my phone is afraid

To be a star, so I end it and pound it, see what the code can say

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]

C-C-C-Calling all the good rappers, had to get my crew together

Fire like the fire-flower, flier than the super feather

Superman with two propellers, enter that, ninja rap

You can call it Super Shredder, boss scene, Ross theme

You can call it super better, new to this, Ludacris

Foolishness, Lu been doing this since super letters

So I can't spell and can't mail it out

If you can't feel, it's too full, you can't peel it out

Showboating at the show, but you can't sell it out

I'm on the sea shepherd deck, helping the whales out

All my egos in the mirror, checking themselves out

Tweeters in the trunk, helping the twelves out

The speakers on bump, the rappers on acne

This track is what would happen if the rasslers met the mathletes

Yes sir, then the Chess Club got dressed up

And went and took all the bitches of the athletes

[Verse 4: Chuck Inglish]

Big up to what's been up, n\*\*\*a

Pin-ups from when we clicked up and posed for these pictures

Good, nd the kids connected up, and they clicked snap

Hollering, “Yeah, we weighed it on the iPhone scale app!”

Without fail, the best to ever do it just will

Haven't done it all, but we got copied real well, though

But it ain't no sweat, I got a whole outfit

And a new fitted cap that I ain't wore out yet

(Check, check, check) And I'm beamin'

Yeah, and I seen it, like a twenty-seven inch Zenith

Projected widescreen, now they got it 3D

Now we NBA'd up from development leagues

[Verse 5: Mikey Rocks]

Ayo, they pale in comparison to stories we tell

Man, he see me on the hovercraft and he got a sail

Bubble-ass Brenda, stacked up in the window

Of whatever ‘Lac truck pick her up, retail

N\*\*\*a, what? It just hit me like a Mack truck semi

On my last trip to Sydney in the Sheraton lobby

Grab my coattails and get a grip (grab ‘em) You want the truth?

Well, the truth is, this is it, pointing out the differences

This is exquisite shit, riveting, isn't it?

Lizard king loafers on swoll' when I'm kicking it

Joe, the live n\*\*\*a, real rig-a-marole

You a handshake away, and them fingers is cold

[Verse 6: Blu]

Boom! Touch art, lush heart, brush my n\*\*\*as' shoulder off

Now that blessed soldier know that protocol, show me y'all's

Maybe not, play me not, say we not remote at all

Roger that, scholars back, solid black, go God

Gobble gats, go hard, condom snapped, so raw

Pompous asshole, flash flow, turn your soul on

So gone, strode strong through your lawn 'til the dawn

Tell your mom, name another real as John, kill a song

‘Cause when you feel it, and it make your ass chill and calm

Paying more than just attention for that glass I'm sipping on

Dog, I would travel half the globe to kiss a broad

Kidding, ma? Scratch backs, bringing out them kitten paws

And pull a bottle out that cabinet while the kitchen's warm

Back to attending business, do not lay them digits wrong

Dipping all gangsta, but a renegade, no Crip or John

This is Blu, shit is true, pyramid, period

[Verse 7: Diggy Simmons]

I know what you're thinking, thinking I do not belong

Tell me Diggy ain't beamin', 'course I should be on this song

Yeah, I'm a child of God, my reflection is on

Yeah, I'm only 15'n, but my sixteens is strong

Didn't want me to shine, now we sharing the stage

Twice as good as you rhyme, only half of your age

So the question remains, and it ain't even how

Got that Verizon flow, are you hearing me now?

Word to Wasalu, they was saying my future was dark

I had the fame, but my name was missing the art

So I'm drawing the line, and I'm crossing my Ts

And I'm dotting my Is, barely catching my Zs

But I'll be good by the morning, on my global grind like JoJo

They be looking at what I'm putting on and

So fly, so fresh at the Soho

Most n\*\*\*as don't know though

They can catch me on the first flight

Been working on a new mixtape, I got a call from Lupe

But I did it for the love, no check, mate

[Verse 8: Dosage]

When people said I couldn't, I wouldn't, I made them believers

I come from the school of hard knocks and overachievers

From the City of Brotherly Love, they saying we need you

To be the voice of the people and go against all this evil

Some of them hate it, but I made it, so I'm never concerned

About what they be talking about, I've lived and I've learned

With my dream and my drive, I determined my turn

In this business, because I'm in control, meeting adjourned

I said, “It's Third Degree, y'all heard of we?

I'm Dosage, have you heard of me?”

I come from the bottom, so the top where I deserve to be

Where people say, "It doesn't matter to me much"

I was on the Steppin' Lasers tour, and man, I shook it up

That was random, but so what? Life is a war, better load up

If you against me, come correct

I am the bomb, watch me blow up (Boom!)

Right before your eyes, forget about the dividends

I just want to say I remember when

[Verse 9: B.o.B]

Well, it's B to the O, O to the B

You know it's the flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this beat

As easy as going to the store and holding receipts

And folding them neat, I'm focused as focused can be

You know I got phobias, please, approach me with peace

Or things could get heated and you'll get ferociously beat

Speaking of "ferociously beat," you know that girl ‘Nique?

You know she's a freak

But anyway, back to what I'm supposed to be

Saying all over this beat, you know that we Gs

You see all the crowns, you know that we kings

You notice the rings

Everywhere we go, we roll with the team, yeah

And you know that we lasers, so you know that we beam

It's the All-City varsity, hard-headed squad

We playing y'all spades, y'all handle y'all cards

But we ain't all odds, we just blaze, man

Y'all playing checkers in this game, this is chess, y'all pawns

## References

1. ↑ Shetye, Archit (February 25, 2019). "Shomi Patwary’s Larger-Than-Life Rap Videos Prove Anything Is Possible". *Homegrown*.
2. ↑ "Lupe Fiasco - I'm Beamin". *DJ Booth*. January 14, 2010.