This is a song about "A wrestler called dean ambrose"

This little creep done spit a weak rap called "fuck it"

Every day was a saturday, shit

That y'all can start a crew called the truckers!

They slowly showin they colors

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

Once upon a time not long ago

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Whilst in a school called junior high

Always called a small dick you won't even notice their boner

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Your developmental league don’t see a team

To the old times when happiness was a dean