This is a song about "Dirt ball"

When it throws us to the dirt

My shirt, purple label my shirt

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt

From the bench to the ball

And we can't fall

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Staring at the crystal ball

This a different motor man better go to work

Be a soldier, march on, leave those fuckers in the dirt,

Dirt dog, no tony romo

But seemingly believe it though

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt