Billionaire Break-up

Neither let us be 
slandered from our duty 
by false accusations against us, 
nor frightened from it 
by menaces
 ... of destruction nor of dungeons... 
to ourselves.

Let us have faith 
that right makes might, 
and in that faith,
 let us, to the end, 
dare to do our duty 
as we understand it.

Let US Have Faith  (﹙˓ ‍🎧 🎩 ˒﹚)

The Moon's red as wine, pickups in a line, 
Somebody bit my side ‘neath the 'God Bless America' sign. 
Now my cornbread tastes bland, got a hunger I can’t stand— 
Traded *grains* for *brains* in this red-white-and-blue wasteland.
**Chorus:** 
I crave the craniums of the unvaxxed and rural, 
Flatbed drivers chugin’ cheap beer, chewin' straws. 
Only want them Christian cerebellums, pale and humble, 
‘Fore we chew through the last MAGA hat with our jaws! 
Oh, it’s *brains over grains* in this holy zombie nation, 
Convertin’ y’all ‘til there’s no one left to save. 
We’ll build a New South Heaven on Ford F-150 salvation— 
Then starve in the dark ‘cause we ate the buffet.
**Verse 2:** 
I used to pray in a pew, now I grab on heads and chew
With a "Don’t Tread on Me" sticker and a rebel flag tattoo. 
They said, "Trust the Good Lord’s plan!"—well, He led me to demand
the pink, gooy content of the skull of every man!
We’ll bite every uncle, cousin, and preacher, 
Turn Sunday service into a flesh-eater’s feature. 
But when the whole world’s a clone of my pickup truck creed, 
Who’s left to devour? Just dust, diesel, and need…
**Chorus:** 
I crave the craniums of the unvaxxed and rural, 
Flatbed drivers chugin’ cheap beer, chewin' straws. 
Only want them Christian cerebellums, pale and humble, 
‘Fore we chew through the last MAGA hat with our jaws! 
Yeah, it’s *brains over grains* in this holy zombie nation, 
Convertin’ y’all ‘til there’s no one left to save. 
We’ll build a New South Heaven on Ford F-150 salvation— 
Then starve in the dark ‘cause we ate the buffet.

So if you’re sippin’ suds in your John Deere cap, 
Better check your six when the Walmart lights snap. 
‘Cause we’re comin’ for kinfolk who “trust their own blood,” 
And the last brain left’s in aisle five… *next to the ammo and Bud.*

Brains Over Grains 🧟 🌾 🛻🧠

You bought a blue bird, painted it red,
Told me, “Partner, we’ll own the news!”
But then you posted my rockets as “led by a fool,”
And tweeted my stocks into blues...
I built a Cybertruck, you built a wall,
We both loved billion-dollar applause,
‘Til you called me “Bullshit Artist” on Truth Social,
Now I’m blocking you out of my apps.

Ooh, we could’ve been kings of the meme wars,
But your caps lock feels like a chore...
And I’ve got more rockets to launch,
But you? You’re still yelling “WITCH HUNT!”

It’s the end of a era, Donnie, bye-bye!
You’re stuck in 2016, and Mars is too high.
You’d think we’d be twins with egos this large,
But your gold toilets can’t fix what we are!
So take your red hat and your Diet Coke stash,
I’ll keep my dogecoin and all of my cash...
This flame’s burnin’ out,
Like a tweet you can’t delete now!

“Elon! Sad! Overrated! Very low IQ!
Uninvited him to X HQ—
He said my NFTs were a scam! (Total lie!)
And his hair plugs? Worse than mine!
I’ve got binders full of better tech bros,
Kanye answers every one of my calls...
Elon’s just jealous ‘cause my Truth Social’s bigly!
(Sung:) Bigly! Bigly! BIGLY!

Ooh, you say you’re still “winning” the game,
But your net worth’s a meme, just the same...
My satellites map your resorts,
While you sue kids for posting reports.

It’s the end of an era, Donnie, bye-bye!
You’re stuck in deposition lines, and Mars is too high.
You’d think we’d be twins with grifts this insane,
But your truth is like SPAC stock: all loss, no gain!
So keep your “free press” and your stolen art,
I’ll trademark this breakup and sell it as NFTs—
This flame’s burnin’ out,
Like your Fox News primetime slot!

Remember Florida? You bragged ‘bout your breeze...
I sent a Cybertruck— it sank in the seas.
You promised a “league” where we’d own all the speech,
*Now you’re rage-quoting bots at 3 AM...*
I’d say “I miss us,” but—
Nah. I bought Twitter to block you instead.

Outro 
SpaceX to Mar-a-Lago... we crashed.
*YOU’RE FIRED! 🚀💥 *

Elon and Don Break-up Song (Taylor's Version)

You bought a blue bird, painted it red,
Told me, “Partner, we’ll own the news!”
But then you posted my rockets as “led by a fool,”
And tweeted my stocks into blues...
I built a Cybertruck, you built a wall,
We both loved billion-dollar applause,
‘Til you called me “Bullshit Artist” on Truth Social,
Now I’m blocking you out of my apps.

Ooh, we could’ve been kings of the meme wars,
But your caps lock feels like a chore...
And I’ve got more rockets to launch,
But you? You’re still yelling “WITCH HUNT!”

It’s the end of a era, Donnie, bye-bye!
You’re stuck in 2016, and Mars is too high.
You’d think we’d be twins with egos this large,
But your gold toilets can’t fix what we are!
So take your red hat and your Diet Coke stash,
I’ll keep my dogecoin and all of my cash...
This flame’s burnin’ out,
Like a tweet you can’t delete now!

“Elon! Sad! Overrated! Very low IQ!
Uninvited him to X HQ—
He said my NFTs were a scam! (Total lie!)
And his hair plugs? Worse than mine!
I’ve got binders full of better tech bros,
Kanye answers every one of my calls...
Elon’s just jealous ‘cause my Truth Social’s bigly!
(Sung:) Bigly! Bigly! BIGLY!

Ooh, you say you’re still “winning” the game,
But your net worth’s a meme, just the same...
My satellites map your resorts,
While you sue kids for posting reports.

It’s the end of an era, Donnie, bye-bye!
You’re stuck in deposition lines, and Mars is too high.
You’d think we’d be twins with grifts this insane,
But your truth is like SPAC stock: all loss, no gain!
So keep your “free press” and your stolen art,
I’ll trademark this breakup and sell it as NFTs—
This flame’s burnin’ out,
Like your Fox News primetime slot!

Remember Florida? You bragged ‘bout your breeze...
I sent a Cybertruck— it sank in the seas.
You promised a “league” where we’d own all the speech,
*Now you’re rage-quoting bots at 3 AM...*
I’d say “I miss us,” but—
Nah. I bought Twitter to block you instead.

Outro
SpaceX to Mar-a-Lago... we crashed.
*YOU’RE FIRED! 🚀💥 *

Elon and Don Break-up Song (Elon's Version)

Elon and Don Break-up Song (Donnie's Version)

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Elon and Don Break-up Song (Donnie's Version)

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