Yo…

One game... one dream...

Just don’t get relegated, please.

[Verse 1]

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, goals are heavy,

Mbappé’s through on goal—oh God, not again already!

He's choking, now he's hoping

His keeper don’t do dumb sh—things he ain't coping.

He moves with finesse, fake shot and a roulette,

But Division 3 sweats? They ain't breaking a sweat!

Tryna press high, but they tiki that back,

Then lob it to Ginola—attack, attack, attack!

[Chorus]

🎶 You better lose your lag, in the moment, own it,

Don’t rage quit now, this is your only opponent.

You only get one shot, don’t concede that gold 1 slot—

This Div 3 grind? Man, it’s hot! 🎶

[Verse 2]

Weekend's here, now he's full of ambition,

Till kickoff delay hits and ruins his vision.

Skill moves flying like it's FIFA 22,

But this ain't no tutorial, this is DO OR DOOM.

Got tactics set like Guardiola’s thesis,

Still can’t stop a sweaty goal from Jesus.

Now he’s screaming “Scripted!”

Controller’s almost flipped it,

But he paused at the 89th...

...and rage quit gifted! 😂

[Bridge]

🎶 Bro, I'm just tryna stay in DIV 3,

Why every squad look like FUT Champs elite?

CR7 with shadows, untradeable beasts,

And me? Still rocking base De Gea, please! 🎶

[Outro]

Division 3 ain’t a place, it’s a lifestyle,

Where every game feels like trial by fire.

But I won’t drop—nah, I’ll survive this pile,

‘Cause I’m that one hero with a bronze left back… in denial. 😤