| She dated jolly green GIANTS, that, flew on JETS
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| An A-list actress, who was never walked off sets
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| She loved stuffed animals, especially BEARS
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| Was a role model, like a CARDINAL to our peers
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| A PATRIOTIC tomboy, like Mary Ellen from The Waltons
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| A former lifeguard, who had the skills of a DOLPHIN
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| When I met her, she was in drama school and wore BENGALS
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| Drove a BRONCO, and she was far from star spangled
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| Had basic skills, and worked part time in mills
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| Raised buffalo’s, cause she was behind them BILLS
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| Had a man who always roared like LION
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| A domestic violent cat, tackled the girl and kept her crying
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| Couldn’t care, she was losing her hair, from depression
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| She was in the air, and there was some room for interceptions
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| I told her to stay strong, not to be ashamed
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| You’re a «ten-I-see», you just need to TITAN your game
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| Her ancestors were CHIEFS, who ran with running deer
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| On the sail with the SEAHAWKS, who battled the BUCCANEERS
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| The REDSKIN garments, was suede coat liners
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| Held rare coins, frequently sought from gold miners
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| They were hard working warriors, we call over timers
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| Shot plenty arrows at COWBOYS and 49ERS
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| Her interesting background, but quite unusual
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| Great for a script, but out of bounds for a musical
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| She told me to call her, if I came to town
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| I started TEXAN her, soon as my plane had touchdown
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| Holding my luggage, in the hand that revealed the bad scars
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| She pulled up at arrivals, driving the JAGUAR
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| Her BROWN skin was soft, her legs beautifully shaven
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| Her house was fly, sitting on the roof, was a RAVEN
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| As we entered, I heard laughter
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| She walked into a large living room, I went after her
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| There was two of her, girlfriends, playing chess like they were VIKINGS
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| Militant as PANTHERS, they’re resemblance was striking
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| Had on thongs, high heels, and belts that was garter
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| Energized like phones that just came off the CHARGER
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| I introduced myself to gain yardage
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| Cause anything less then smooth, would’ve been straight up garbage
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| The shorter one met me, when I had a sky pager
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| Thought I rolled with robbers, STEELERS and panty RAIDERS
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| She took fruit from the orange bowl, it was in season
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| One of them said she loved the juice and kept squeezing
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| I knew that I was gonna get, wined and dined
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| It would’ve been a penalty, not to pass the scrimmage line
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| Now I laid back and relaxed, waiting for the kick-off
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| One removed the lip gloss, like she was bout to lick all
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| She caressed me, with fingertips soft as velvet
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| Dying for me to PACKER, as she stroked my helmet
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| And I was thinking these girls was SAINTS
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| But it was first and ten, and there was extra walls to paint
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| Before you know it, I had all three in a huddle
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| Buckin' like a COLT, before I released them puddles
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| They spread EAGLES like wide receivers
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| As I RAM them in the endzone, and they became true believers
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| I be liking chess
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| Cause chess is crazy, right there, that’s the ultimate
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| It’s like a great hobby right there, playing chess
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| The board, the pieces, the squares, the movement
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| You know, war, capturing, thinking, strategy
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| Planning, music, it’s hip-hop, and sports
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| It’s life, it’s reality |