This is a song about "Declining fall of the roman empire"

I'm sick of seeing motherfuckers fall down from right to left,

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

With our backs against the wall, we're stacked up 'till we fall,

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Can't even help a small child in midst of a fall,

But the man on the edge who's willing to fall,

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

Blood is on the leaves through summer but i'll never fall,

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

The golden roman, an omen caused erosion

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Receive a cult following my own empire