dumpster fire

*(Verse 1)* Ryan's out there fighting fires in the trees, Saving lives and spreading bravery in low cut tees. But when it comes to the games he plays online, His team shits the bed, it's a mess every time. He's got confidence like he's king of the field, But his fantasy lineup won't ever yield. He drafts ‘em high, talks big and proud, But come Sunday, he's always getting plowed. *(Chorus)* You fight fires in the forest, brave and true, But you're missing the biggest blaze that’s burning through. There's a dumpster fire, and it's running wild, On your fantasy team, man, it's burning with style. *(Verse 2)* He’s got stats memorized, knows every name, But somehow his picks are always lame. He trades for glory, it goes to his head. Every Sunday night he’s crying with drewsky in his bed. The waiver wire's his second home, But those players just won’t find the zone. He's chasing rings like he's chasing dreams, But all he’s catching are ass blast double teams. *(Chorus)* You fight fires in the forest, brave and true, But you're missing the biggest blaze that’s burning through. There's a dumpster fire, and it's running wild, On your fantasy team, man, it's burning with style. *(Bridge)* Maybe one day he’ll work up the mass, To finally fit the peppergrinder all the way up his ass. But we know you be been trying, I know you do, Whoever wins it all this year gets a trophy also gets a little bit of poo. *(Chorus)* You fight fires in the forest, brave and true, But you're missing the biggest blaze that’s burning through. There's a dumpster fire, and it's running wild, On your fantasy team, man, it's burning with style. Eat shit Deck!