[Verse]
He pulls up slow in that grape rav4
Blasting “Bus rides and blow jobs” like it’s 2004
Used to get girls back in MySpace days
Now he sells insurance and fumbles cliches
[Chorus]
Hey Skeet
What happened to you
Once the king
Now you're stuck in a cube
Used to charm the ladies
Had a line at the door
Now he’s pitching insurance
What a corporate bore
[Verse 2]
Experimented once - said it was “just for the feel”
Made out with a dude and blamed it on a dare and a meal.
Pj’s furry face brought that flashback to light
Bet Skeet’s still wondering if he swings left or right.
He bought that driver thinking he’d
Hit it far
But on the green he’s still subpar
Thought the new club
Would bring him fame
But Bob Buck still says
“Remind me your name?”
[Chorus]
Hey Skeet
What happened to you
Once the king
Now you're stuck in a cube
Used to charm the ladies
Had a line at the door
Now he’s pitching insurance
What a corporate bore
[Bridge]
Liberty Mutual
Man
What a career move
From king of the scene to
“Sir can I improve”
“Liberty, Liberty…” yeah, we know the jingle,
Only thing you’re wishing now is that you were still single.
[Chorus]
Hey Skeet
What happened to you
Once the king
Now you're stuck in a cube
Used to charm the ladies
Had a line at the door
Now he’s pitching insurance
What a corporate bore
(Outro)
Skeet, you're the anthem of a meltdown swing,
You missed more shots than a drunk in the ring.
You carved hearts, now you’re carving time,
Into spreadsheets and denial rhymes.
Ohhh, Skeet, your glory days are gone,
Like that tee shot... on hole one.
Next Pro-Am, man, just stay home —
And maybe leave PJ's beard alone.
