This is a song about "The tourney"

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

Well, that's what you are

Down the street to the car,

So is dr. j and moses malone

As the king upon the throne

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst