This is a song about "Being a wrestler"

The latter being a constant misconception,

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

And this will be the song that we sing

But thats the life of a human being

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Of being a ballplayer superstar like stephon marbury.

She's cute but her forehead's big

Im being a bit over dramatic?

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Too afraid of being a loser

Then push the milk on a slow bend

A childhood being suppressed,

Being a white knight ain't acceptable

Shout out them strippers who hustle