Ain't it a shame
What Bobby Became
A 4-star recruit when he played
He graduate, he get in the game
Then he learn that poppa din't
Teach him no plays
And out in the rain
Can be a welcome change
Long as you speak on your gains
But Bobby Became
A stain on his name
His folks and friends would call him
A consistent drain...
Ain't it a shame
That Bobby Became
A whole life that fits in a frame
A balloon floatin' gay
In a Macy's Parade
Thinks he can fly
But stuck to a stake
Wants just to fight like
Every third day
Popped on a flagpole
He fell to the street
And though he seems filled with
Insufferable hate
He's goin' crazy in a way
That I can't blame
