This is a song about "A smackdown"

What a bummer, what a drag

Wonder if they take it all back

This bag is from seattle

Your a show without a channel

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

You're a disaster a sham,

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Do you a need a donation

Got me rushed to the station

Let's enjoy our younger years

With a ba and a masters