The Fall of the Golden State Warriors

The legend lives on in the Val Silicon 
Of a team known for two young Splash Brothers
The team it is said, never gave up for dead
When the skies of November turned gloomy
With seventy-three wins only nine losses too
And the MVP and COTY
They were better than even Chi, my oh my
And would repeat as champs come the summer

The team was the pride of the golden gate side
Coming back from near death in the dust bowl
Against them once more were the King and his court
Who had left fully loaded from Cleveland
Concluding some terms with some second-rate firms
The King and his court went to Oakland
The Brothers did splash on the faces and the crown
Of the King and his court all their jizm

Then back in Cleveland they let the King win one 
And then D. Green tried to queen the King some
Back to the Bay the King made Draymond pay
And the Splash Brothers too and the team some
And when in game six the pussy bitch turned a witch
Came the fall of the Golden State Warriors

Does anyone know where the Silicon God goes
When a mad King and his court come callin'?
For in game seven it was the King up in heaven 
And the Lacobites they were a-fallin'
When the Bros didn't splash and Draymond got a cold
Came the Fall of the Golden State Warriors!

I ain't a poet, I know it. bitch.