Villified, crucified, labelled and ostracized,
You hear about ‘em now and then, would never want to share space with them,
‘Lest you catch something nasty or five, won’t be caught dead joining the hive, no point giving them your attention, save it for the ones that matter,
Once were civilians dissatisfied, wanting to get more out of life,
OF seemed their savior, their content making ‘em richer and richer,
Gotta stay ahead the pack, naughty pics can only take ‘em far,
Take it to extremes, the type of snuff that’d make The Pope weep,
One on one might not be enough, crank it on the up and up,
Two, three, four or five to play with? Why not take it to the hundreds and thousands?
Lily, Bonnie and their peers, what they do might be sick,
But what of all these dudes that play? All these enablers and super simps?
Can’t condone what they do, call it the height of degeneracy,
Ain’t no going back from this, it’ll haunt them for eternity,
Doing it for the bag, easy money and grounds to brag, they’re rolling in millions instead of rags, despite being branded slags,
Hate it or love it they’re out there hustling, you have the right to switch off and ignore ‘em,
You see ‘em putting out challenges, begging for participants,
100 losers, maybe 1,000, doesn’t matter if they’re married or minor,
Shoot their goals if you want but save some ammo for the fools they’re baiting,
Any sane, respectable mind would keep on walking, carry on their business,
So much to do and see, no time for these shenanigans,
Contrast with those that accept, the simps and the desperate, some already paired with another, slipping further and further down the gutter.
Surprise surprise, records broken and achieved,
Mission accomplished, R-I-P to pride and dignity,
Nothing to cry about, they gave it up for clout, they have nothing more to lose, but to the fellas it’s nothing but bad news,
You added to the degradation of society, how empty must your life be to partake in this filth so flippantly?
And to those with rings on their fingers, are y’all fucking serious?
Why betray your missus for glorified harlots? Now you’d sunk the dagger in her, was the cheap thrill even worth it?
If you’d done it for experience and cred, sadly the opposite happened, heads shake at the mention of your name, you’re just another body on her record,
Or maybe you were dying to meet your idol, probably dreamed of a happily ever after,
Sorry to break it to ya, she’ll never be into ya, just wanted to use ya to set some useless record,
Bottom line, you boys ain’t immune from scorn, if anything you deserve it more,
They had their own twisted reasons, but you’re the fools that helped make them famous.
So there it is, self-sabotage for social media clout,
Hundreds, thousands of trains through tunnels, might as well had made a deal with the devil,
And to the participants, look elsewhere if you want to be applauded,
Had your ride on the village bike? Good job, Fool, way to be productive,
Better keep an eye open for any of them symptoms, even if you’d worn ‘protection’, you may need to get tested, no telling what they could be carrying,
And so their shit show rolls on, more content posted for the lonely,
Not something to tell the kiddies, if they even have any,
So continues the fall of man, but perhaps talks of doom are misguided,
Many call out the debauchery, sane minds exist, still, among the lunacy.