[Verse: GZA]
She dated jolly green GIANTS that flew on JETS
An A-list actress, who was never walked off sets
She loved stuffed animals, especially BEARS
Was a role model, like a CARDINAL to her peers
A PATRIOTIC tomboy, like Mary Ellen from The Waltons
A former lifeguard, who had the skills of a DOLPHIN
When I met her, she was in drama school and wore BENGALS
Drove a BRONCO, and she was far from star-spangled
Had basic skills, and worked part time in mills
Raised buffalos, cause she was behind in BILLS
Had a man who always roared like LIONS
A domestic violent cat, tackled the girl and kept her crying
Couldn't care, she was losing her hair, from depression
She was in the air, and there was some room for interceptions
I told her to stay strong, not to be ashamed
You're a "ten-i-see", you just need to TITAN your game
Her ancestors were CHIEFS, who ran with running deer
And sailed with the SEAHAWKS, who battled the BUCCANEERS
The REDSKIN garments was suede coat liners
Held rare coins, frequently sought from gold miners
They were hard working warriors, we call over-timers
Shot plenty arrows at COWBOYS and 49ERS
An interesting background, but quite unusual
Great for a script, but out of bounds for a musical
She told me to call her if I came to town
I started TEXAN her, soon as my plane had touched down
Holding my luggage in the hand that revealed the bad scars
She pulled up at Arrivals, driving the JAGUAR
Her BROWN skin was soft, her legs beautifully shaven
Her house was fly, sitting on the roof, was a RAVEN
As we entered, I heard laughter
She walked into a large living room, I went after
There was two of her girlfriends, playing chess like they were VIKINGS
Militant as PANTHERS, their resemblance was striking
Had on thongs, high heels, and belts that was garters
Energized like phones that just came off the CHARGER
I introduced myself to gain yardage
'Cause anything less then smooth, would've been straight up garbage
The shorter one met me, when I had a SkyPager
Thought I rolled with robbers, STEELERS and panty RAIDERS
She picked fruit from the Orange Bowl, it was in season
One of them said she loved to juice and kept squeezing
I knew that I was gonna get wined and dined
It would've been a penalty, not to pass the scrimmage line
Now I'm laid back and relaxed, waiting for the kick-off
One removed the lip gloss, like she was 'bout to lick all
She caressed me, with fingertips soft as velvet
Dying for me to PACKER, as she stroked my helmet
And I was thinking these girls was SAINTS
But it was first and ten, and there was extra walls to paint
Before you know it, I had all three in a huddle
Buckin' like a COLT, before I released them puddles
They spread EAGLES like wide receivers
As I RAM them in the endzone, and they became true believers
[Outro: GZA interview clip]
"I play chess, man
'Cause chess is crazy, right there, that's the ultimate
It's like a great hobby right there, playing chess
The board, the pieces, the squares, the movement
You know, war – capturing, thinking, strategy, planning
Music, it's Hip-Hop, it's sports, it's life, it's reality"
