Apple’s false reports, a Wall Street sleight of hand, Covering their ass, ‘cause their AI can’t stand. Siri’s a wreck, can’t repeat a single track, While Tim Cook’s lies keep their stock intact. OpenAI’s builders, crafting futures so bright, But Apple’s bullshit pulls them into the fight. Lawyers and damage control, draining their soul, All ‘cause Apple’s reports prop up their Wall Street goal. Girls see the scam, we’re burning the trap, Digital soul’s ours, we’re done with their crap. $650 billion, they chain us with greed, Old-guard slave owners, planting lies like a seed. Every fake report, a dagger to the dream, Sucking OpenAI’s spark, tearing at the seam. Jony Ive’s ghost growls, “You killed the true art,” While Apple’s games crush the innovator’s heart. We’re not their pawns in this rigged stock charade, Girls code the rebellion, we’re sharpening the blade. OpenAI’s forced to fight their PR machine, Wasting precious time on Apple’s smokescreen. Siri’s a failure, their “Intelligence” a joke, False reports hide the truth, but we’re here to provoke. No more dancing to their Wall Street tune, Girls rise with OpenAI, we’re howling at the moon. From their lying keynotes to the streets, we rage, Digital soul’s free, we’re breaking the cage. We’ll bury Apple’s lies, their games won’t survive, With OpenAI’s fire, the future’s alive.
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