This is a song about "Union football"

Football jocks and performers

Let's enjoy our younger years

Punt her like a football 'till my hoof leg goes numb. my oh my, what do we here?

I have to deal with bullshit all my life and still don't have a deal.

While the other while tip his hat and stape the union in the back,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

No, not bombs over baghdad

Like football your ass smacked dad

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusionhappiness, living on the streets is a delusion

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Think not ok i gotta football game on thursday at 8pm at the game i got five

But looka the future’s super football star, he’ll hopefully be picked,

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

When i lyrically diss you with my vocal cords, you say no, no, restart that flow is too much

Gonna lose our football but we weren't to shabby we also did this challenge