[Intro][Guttural Screaming] Pam Elite fantasy football mother fucker It's an institution mother fucker [Verse] There's a million leagues and a billion bitches who don't know shit (I love my life) But if you want to grab life by the balls and prove your worth, then drop trow and take a smelly shit (have some) Because- [Chorus] The Pam Elite Fantasy Football League isn't fucking around Fuck money, fuck fame, it's all about the glory. It's like a drug, and you'll always be chasing that dragon. The odd's aren't in your favor - a one in twelve chance at getting that mother fucking trophy. [Verse] Hufman (you're a bitch) Sloppy (you're a bitch) Paul (suck a dick) Gifford (give it up) Mike (lick a butt) Kenny (you're a fucking mess) Monkey (you're not ready for greatness) Wilson (you're not a threat) Monie (you're a fucking jabroni) Tubby (you're a fucking phony) [Chorus] The Pam Elite Fantasy Football League isn't fucking around Fuck money, fuck fame, it's all about the glory. It's like a drug, and you'll always be chasing that dragon. The odd's aren't in your favor - a one in twelve chance at getting that mother fucking trophy. [Bridge] If you won from an auto-draft, you're a god damn coward who's forgotten the face of your father. Pick an all-white team like a man. It's the season of the kicker. [Chorus] Pam Elite Fantasy Football isn't fucking around Fuck money, fuck fame, it's all about the glory. It's like a drug, and you'll always be chasing that dragon. The odd's aren't in your favor - a one in twelve chance at getting that mother fucking trophy. [Outro][Screaming] You're not ready for greatness. You're not ready for greatness. You'll never be ready for greatness. Except Simon, cause this is his fucking year, mother fucker.
