Half way there!!!

*You walked the Hall of Honor proud,

Now welcome back to loud and… plowed.

This next spot? A little obscene—

Like if Toby Keith had a wet dream.

A rooster’s perched, high and smug,

Probably saw your mom chug a jug.

Below, a jukebox glows with sin—

It’ll play “WAP” or “Free Bird” (again).

And who’s that fella with the cocky grin?

Ol’ Ronnie boy, with a plastic chin.

You’re close now, champ—don’t lose the thread.

Say: “Crank the cluck and give me head(bangs).”

If the rooster nods and the jukebox moans,

You’ll get the next clue… in baritone.*