This is a song about "Worse year"

I can't imagine a worse game

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Sing with me, sing for the year,

And never should you fear

The vision is quite clear

But luckily tim changed my year

When drunk i only drink beer

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Haters beware, i can see clear

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Haters think it cant get worse

This ones for the lovers

Not worth squirming you'll just make it worse

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers