Now this is the story
All about how
My lane got flipped, turned upside-down
And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a game called DotA

In bottom-right creep lane, born and raised
In the creepspawn is where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, pulling, relaxing all-cool
And spamming some skills from my mana pool

When a couple of gankers who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little death and my team got scared
They said "♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ feeder gtfo out of my game"

I whistled for a gank and when it came near the Puck player said "GO"
And he had rage in the keyboard
If anything I could say is that this gank was failed
But I said "Nah forget it, go home to regen."

<musical interlude>

I
Pulled
A few creep waves (about seven or eight)
And I said to the carry "Yo home, help ya later!"
I looked at my tower, I was finally there
To deny and run, as the Prince of DotA