This is a song about "Cheer athletics"

In a garbage can, that'll cheer you up and let ya heal

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

Standing onstage defined by the cheer i am receiving from mankind,

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

And her smile lit up the room

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

But cheer up i manufacture like krupp and you shit like a pup