Here’s to the jocks
With their high self-esteem
Because you’re “so” good at everything.
You cheat, you lie, you break all the rules,
"Aren’t I awesome?" you look like a tool.
So go throw that ball, go swing that bat.
Everyone loves you, but I’m smarter than that.
Cause one day it’ll stop, one day you’ll see,
that number on your jersey means nothing to me.
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