I'm breaking off something fresh, seeing who can mesh

looking for a new boom boom broseph

but to be in my crew i need something from you

to start the Vikings Greg Joseph

I'm on a journey, putting fools on a gurney

looking for a boom boom best bae

better not be fronting lest you be stunting

go with the Rams Matt gay

it's time to embark, call me Tony Stark

as i am the one who panders

I flew to Miami, put on matching jammies

with a Jason last name Sanders

Jason took a plunge in treading water

to London to kick some boom boom butts

to pay respect for the Queen Her Majesty supreme,

just take the Saints will Lutz

London felt nice so I said let's stay twice

whatever England's laws be on Horseback

like Revere shouting Brits dey here

victories with the Packers Mason Crosby

Leaving the old Island I blasted off in style and drifted slowly towards the near Sun becoming a blaze of glory, a dark turn in this Boom Boom story yelling too field goals for McPherson

Engulfed in flames I began to change

I guess you could call it luck

yep the boom boom Inferno, a star like Van Gogh yo

kicking it with the Bucs Ryan Succop

Fully formed from the Sun I began to run

and I don't want to sound too crass

but my body was hearty looking like Tom Hardy

while playing the bills Tyler Bass

Ripped and shredded I soon was headed to an evil lair to put out some fires, a mysterious villain was there chilling holding hostage the Seahawks Jason Myers

Faced with a bossman I called on the Foot Clan

lest I be utterly fooled

from Gondor I raised a horn amazed thirty thousand

to battle Robbie Gould

Mr. Gould began to chuckle my knees began to buckle

had me shaking like Shaggy and Scooby-Doo

but a Horseman made him blind like Gandalf he shined

down the mountain was Younghoe Koo

Mr Gould's rage increased thus he summoned his Beast

an ornery Megalodon awoke

he gobbled our troops and made them shark poops

even the Patriots Nick Folk

I sunk in utter Panic like the Titanic in the Atlantic

worried about my boom boom bloodline

stunned I was simply blutterbunged

as I floated next to my buddy Greg Zuerline

I was picked up like a baby was I uncomfortable, maybe

burgled by a seafaring kicker

he took me to the mart, I was traded for two cups of farts

taken by one Cameron Dicker

Sold for pure stink I was locked in the clink

with two cellmates fully boxed in

I made a plan to strike with fart bags named Andy and Mike

to bum rush Chase McLaughlin

It was like a beautiful dream a buffed up wrestling team

as our enemies shouted oh no

from the top rope like pure art, a trifecta Power Bomb of shart

vanquishing the one Graham Gano

A Boom Boom Trio emerged, some say destiny converged

to heights like the great Sean Bradley

I began this journey alone, but now it's full of testosterone

much like the Lions Michael Badgley

Three buddies valiantly forged together

but stories can change just like the weather

Three's a company I heard someone once said

but this trio became a duo once somebody bled

for Andy was stabbed by the blade of Mike

treason and tragedy were felt alike

but Mike is not the hero of this diddy doo

he fell victim of a fatal Chipotle poo

So long Tucker, Gould, and Butker too

good riddance McPherson and Younghoe Koo

for I'm the boom boom, the true Marvel of the show

kickers are hot farts and you should let those bad boys go

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