Whether I’m golfing or I’m balling
Catch me in the clubhouse
Sipping sugary strawberry malts
Hitting hole in ones, call me Rory
You just sitting in your laboratory
But I’m here stacking bills in my shining glory
All pro, never miss a chip
Hit it don’t spit it I’m the captain of this ship
Swing like a boss with my seven iron
My style people admire, doubt I could be much flyer
Never a liar
Hoodlums think it’s funny to yell fire in a crowded theatre
Let me take it a step higher
I kill it like I’m Michael Meyers
I’m nearing the finish, future looking brighter
Because I’m a fighter
Made it through the struggle
With the heart of a tiger