Do not yield softly to the market's sway

Do not yield softly to the market's sway,
Red candles surge and fade throughout the night;
Rage, rage against the dip that comes your way.

Though FUD may claim the bears hold sway,
And pamping failed to spark a bullish flight;
Do not yield softly to the market's sway.

Bold Degens, searching charts on bright display,
Their meme coins haunt, lurking they bring fright;
Rage, rage against the dip that comes your way.

Wise Chads, thou’st dumped, before Bitcoin's allay,
Regret now grips them, sold too soon, cry plight;
Do not yield softly to the market's sway.

Sage hodlers, gripping bags, near end of play,
Their vision clear, they see the chart alight;
Rage, rage against the dip that comes your way.

And you, O degen, facing air drop day,
Guide, advise, and in NFA delight;
Do not yield softly to the market's sway.
Rage, rage against the dip that comes your way.