My snot is worth a lot,
At least once it hits web three.
Web two fucked my ass,
By making my shit all free.
The gods are good, the rich get food,
While the rest just fucking pray.
So sweet the farts that tweet,
Every god sponsors his own fray.
Well things are going to stir, I confer,
Trade is going to be harsh.
You'll have trust and obscenity,
But in line for a toothbrush.
Corrupt and selfish get high fives,
They celebrate with scotch on the rock.
The honest and ordinary tied to laws,
Must always suck many a cock.
Loot and poot, or just plain shoot,
Fuck the common man.
The main theme: Fuck each other,
Why not if you can?
Fuck my ass if it ain't true,
Tell me I can't sell my snot.
I'll sell stale boogers and shit,
Piss, vomit and fuck knows what not.
