Missed Opportunities

Verse

Yeah…

Playoff lights on, but not for y’all.

Six and seven, and that was the peak,

Now it’s official—no January streak.

Bracket filled up, Chiefs left out,

Dynasty whispers turned real quiet now.

Verse

Out of the playoffs, season on pause,

Red and gold dreams hit a hard full stop.

Arrowhead cold, couches get warm,

Postseason football? Watchin’ other squads perform.

Verse

Used to own January, ran the whole scene,

Now you scrollin’ schedules like “what might’ve been?”

All that talk, all that pride,

Now it’s mock drafts sittin’ courtside.

Verse

Six wins, seven losses, that door slammed shut,

Wildcard dreams packed up with the “trust us” stuff.

Mahomes highlights playin’ in the past tense,

This year’s story? Missed opportunities and defense.

Verse

Out of the playoffs—say it real slow,

From Super Bowl champs to “maybe next year” mode.

No banners risin’, no late-game thrill,

Just postgame quotes and “we gotta execute better” chills.

Verse

Kingdom loud, now humbled a bit,

NFL moved on, didn’t wait for this script.

Six and seven, then the season fell,

From feared to finished—welcome to elimination hell.