This is a song about "Bows"

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him

Big bows,screaming fan ,big shows.pretty like a crown,can nothing put

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

He who bows the knee, shall be brought down to grief/

This is oh so much like getting votes

You rain-bows, so you just skittles in plain clothes