Dialectic Showdown

I step in the pond, it's the truth that I'm tracking Quackin' they talk, but I'm ready, no slacking Duck down, twenty birds, yeah, they think that they're packin' Philosophy war, no retreat, no back in' Plato's Republic, but ducks in the chapter Circle the thinker, they're plotting, what's happening One duck, two ducks, quacking rhetoric's echo Plato stands firm, his resolve is no placebo Feathers of Socrates, wisdom begins lacking When metaphors fly and the logic starts cracking Wings spread with ideas, they're soaring and clashing Dialectic showdown, no ducking or passing