[Intro – Spoken like a war docuseries narrator]

Day 46…

Still stuck in Division 3.

My controller’s worn out.

My soul is gone.

But I fight… for that Elite dream.

[Verse 1]

I load in—kickoff cheese,

Opp got 95 Henry with green timed finesse, please 🙄

He pause-glitches, starts dancin’ with Henry,

Meanwhile I’m defending with Harry Maguire’s corpse.

I touch the ball twice, he’s in my box in no time,

Meta rat with constant pressure.

Yo ref, that’s a foul—OH NEVER?? 😩

[Chorus – Call & Response Style]

🎶 Who we playin'? — Try-Hards!

🎶 What they usin'? — Sweat Cards!

🎶 What’s the tactic? — Drop back!

🎶 Where’s the fun? — WHAT FUN, bruh, this is warzone pack. 💀

[Verse 2]

Speed boost spam, he’s gliding like a hawk,

Player locks in, makes passes Stevie Wonder couldn’t block.

Keeper’s moonwalking, delay like a slideshow,

He scores and hits gritty—bro this ain’t no live show 😤

EA gods be like “Skill wins games”

But I’ve seen Bronze 3 luck pull icons with no shame.

Scripting? Maybe.

Connection? Crazy.

Rage meter full—I’m about to go Brady. 🫠

[Bridge – Melodramatic Chant]

🎶 I don’t sleep, I just grind,

Every loss chips away at my mind…

Rivals ain't just FIFA, it's a test of your soul,

One more game? Nah… bro I need control. 🎶

[Outro – Whispered like a warrior’s vow]

Division 3…

Where friendships end…

Controllers break…

And only one thing matters…

"Win… by any means." 🎮💀