Feelin' weird, lemme think of an analogy
Just imagine for a second what if Russell Westbrook never knew his own mentality
Grew up on a farm where the biggest commonality
Was people that conform to the ruralest localities
To Russell though it was nuffin' but normality
And he really nice up on the plow in actuality
Everybody liked the kid and dug his personality
And so da mutuality was somewhat rationality
So then ya man made a plan of practicality
Not even a plan, it was more of a formality
Get a little land and attend to its vitality
Then raise a little fam 'til it all became finality
The strategy was just to stay in the course
And do ya chores, when ya' happy ya' ain't need to abort
Never explored nothing less he rollin' round on his horse
Then one day he was up on his horse
That’s when he went past the porch, the path he normally
Passes forth was fast and short, was after more
Went faster north, amassed a lure to master more
And then discovered the court
He like ya! Let me down Tim
Hopped off, lookin' puzzled at the round rim
Saw a ball up in the corner on the ground then
Russell started dribbling and giggling astounded
Then he shot a brick and then a brick and then he downed it
And when he hit it Russell listened to the ♥♥♥♥♥♥' sound friction
Up in a swish make and he was confounded
Because he knew that he had found him
But right now; it was still for the fun
Just a way to kill the time when the farming was done
Then the walking turned to running, and the hoppin' turned to jumping
And dunking, and Russell had to keep coming
Because the young’n was ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ disgusting and loving it
Running it, all of a sudden the public started to come in abundance and ♥♥♥♥ wit him
'Cause he was butter and hungry, hung jury
'Cause stories of glory, not normally for people like him
Then the word got around up to ESPN
And they flying Russell down to compete in the gym
Bunch a grown men lookin' to belittle the kid
Because to those men, ball was the reason to live
And the G.O.A.T.S. they been all in since they was kids
So this goat owning ma♥♥♥♥a look like a ♥♥♥♥
And even know Russell knows that, he doesn’t submit
He just chills with a grin
And then the game start, and this ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ take charge
Make it rain, hard D up on these ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ making children of men
Lookin' better than his predecessors ever could get
Turned the animosity to respect
And then the Thunder called him
Said they heard a lot about the ballin'
Told him that they wanna get involved and
Showed him all the ♥♥♥♥ that you can get up in the league, it’s so appalling
Oklahoma City in the autumn, hella pretty
Awesome, errbody laud him
Erry-bitty lookin' like they really ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ fallin'
Condominium is so legitimate it’s sprawling
And this ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ on the court straight ballin'
Cash all up in that ass, lol’ing at the past like
Where the ♥♥♥♥ would I be at up on the other path, right?
If I never stumbled 'pon the game then think of that life
♥♥♥♥, who taking care of my farm?
Who taking care of my farm?
Who taking care of my farm?
I really loved that farm.