This is a song about "Daniel bryan"

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

But try'n 2b more mild mannered than bruce wayne

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

I could be brian and you could be stewart

Trinidad james, 2chainz, drake and this problem

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

M v p like steve nash

No one-half and i hate math

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

They left daniel alone to fight with the lions