A song to play during the Tesla Takedowns.
Well, he shoots for the stars, wants to live on Mars,
Got a rocket so big, it could outshine cars.
But there's one little problem—oh, what a fuss,
His biggest ambition ain't big enough.
He’s got billions in the bank, fame on demand,
A Twitter addiction and a cyborg hand.
He builds tunnels, trucks, and AI too,
But there’s one small thing he just can’t do...
Ohhh, Elon’s got a teeny weeny Tesla,
A micro machine, but he swears it’s the best-a.
Compensatin’ hard, throwin’ cash in the air,
But that Cybertruck ain’t makin’ up for what ain’t there.
Got a jet, got a yacht, got a rocket so fast,
Says size don’t matter—yeah, we all had a laugh.
Twitter fingers strong, but let’s be real,
The only thing smaller is his business appeal.
Says he’s Tony Stark, but we all know,
That Iron Man suit ain’t gonna grow.
He’s playin’ real big in the billionaire game,
But his little ol’ rocket just won’t inflame.
Ohhh, Elon’s got a teeny weeny Tesla,
A micro machine, but he swears it’s the best-a.
Compensatin’ hard, throwin’ cash in the air,
But that Cybertruck ain’t makin’ up for what ain’t there.
Neuralink can’t make it long,
AI can’t stretch it strong.
Mars won’t fix it, no, no, no,
SpaceX ain’t where you gotta go!
So he’ll keep launchin’ rockets, keep throwin’ shade,
Keep buyin’ platforms and diggin’ a grave.
But deep down inside, no algorithm lies—
A Tesla’s self-driving, but it ain't supersized.