What's this?
You talking beef behind my back?
Not you, gold digger swine
Coach Clown been eating Ellen's weed brownies three at a time
Make yo woman push that trash to the street
Like Kim pushed out that homewrecker Skeet
They push you out of Heaven's gate
Where you got jumped once again by ole St. Pete
Gold standard?
Mo like Gold diggah
You call yourself a HOFer
But you just a washed-up Coach K Wiggah
You was his boy for an era
Now you Scheyer's boy too
They beat you so badly
You were grateful for that COVID flu
Wants a new building
Always on a new scheme
But the godfather ain't got no answer
for nine and sixteen
He feels the flood a'coming
Put his boy Justus on the arc
Even when you can't find dry land
You find a floaty seat for Shaedon Sharpe
Now you coughin up green
Claim you bleedin' up blue
What you don't quite get
Is that BBN been coughin up you
You claim we a basketball school
But I claim you a basketball fool
Can't score more than 58 points?
When Kansas State makes you its stool?
Don't make me mention Huggy Bear
Back in twenty and ten
You watched your three super max players
Get buttered up in Fatty Bears Den?
Almost 50 NBA players
Only one title to boast
and in 2015
Old-raggedy-man Ryan
Went full "eat piggy"
Lord of the Flies Roast
You a Marxist and a chump
Mask-wearing charlatan at the woke town dump
You whole style is fit for the clownies
You been eating too many of Ellen's weed brownies
You talking beef behind my back?
Not you, gold digger swine
Coach Clown been eating Ellen's weed brownies three at a time
Make yo woman push that trash to the street
Like Kim pushed out that homewrecker Skeet
They push you out of Heaven's gate
Where you got jumped once again by ole St. Pete
Gold standard?
Mo like Gold diggah
You call yourself a HOFer
But you just a washed-up Coach K Wiggah
You was his boy for an era
Now you Scheyer's boy too
They beat you so badly
You were grateful for that COVID flu
Wants a new building
Always on a new scheme
But the godfather ain't got no answer
for nine and sixteen
He feels the flood a'coming
Put his boy Justus on the arc
Even when you can't find dry land
You find a floaty seat for Shaedon Sharpe
Now you coughin up green
Claim you bleedin' up blue
What you don't quite get
Is that BBN been coughin up you
You claim we a basketball school
But I claim you a basketball fool
Can't score more than 58 points?
When Kansas State makes you its stool?
Don't make me mention Huggy Bear
Back in twenty and ten
You watched your three super max players
Get buttered up in Fatty Bears Den?
Almost 50 NBA players
Only one title to boast
and in 2015
Old-raggedy-man Ryan
Went full "eat piggy"
Lord of the Flies Roast
You a Marxist and a chump
Mask-wearing charlatan at the woke town dump
You whole style is fit for the clownies
You been eating too many of Ellen's weed brownies
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