You're lonely? Interesting. Crying 'bout the loneliness epidemic online Ghost your boys for months, call it "living your life" Women keep friendships alive with steady conversation You can't hit your homie back, that's the explanation "Nobody checks on me", when's the last time you checked "Nobody asks how I'm doing", ever self-reflect? Friendship takes reciprocity, not one-way extraction You want applause just for basic interaction Can't hug your friends 'cause "that's gay," right? Can't cry, can't feel, gotta front hard every night Built yourself a prison made of "man up" and stone Then wonder why you're sitting in that cell alone You don't want friends, you want an audience that claps Someone to affirm you without calling out the gaps The second someone challenges your narrative or view You ghost, you rage, you claim they "weren't supporting you" Poor baby, so lonely, what a tragic little tale Built your own isolation, masculinity for sale Poor baby, no connections, yeah, you're suffering for sure But you won't do the work, just want a woman as the cure Let's be real about what you mean by "lonely" though It's not friends you want, it's sex you think you're owed "Women are so shallow, only want the Chads and money" Nah, they just don't want your rage disguised as something funny You want a therapist who fucks you, that's the vibe Emotional labor, validation, ego supply Don't want a partner, want a mommy who's impressed By the bare minimum effort while you're emotionally repressed Blame feminism for your problems, classic move Like women having rights is what put you in this groove "Women won't date me", have you tried not being awful? Personality's a chore, empathy unlawful Jordan Peterson sold you victimhood in a suit Told you you're oppressed while you've got every systemic root Andrew Tate's your prophet, that should tell you all you need You're not looking for connection, just entitlement and greed Poor baby, so lonely, what a tragic little tale Built your own isolation, masculinity for sale Poor baby, no connections, yeah, you're suffering for sure But you won't do the work, just want a woman as the cure You rage at women thriving Call it feminism's fault But patriarchy's eating you alive You just can't see the vault Taught you strength means silence Weakness is to care Now you're shocked you're drowning And there's nobody there You built this cage yourself Every bar, every lock Don't blame us for watching While you rot "Men are struggling", yeah, from standards you invented Can't show emotion, can't be soft, can't be relented Toxic masculinity's a suicide pact you signed Now you're mad the consequences finally arrived You mock therapy, call vulnerability "weak" Then wonder why your mental health is looking bleak Won't ask for help, won't learn to self-reflect Just radicalize online, what did you expect? The manosphere's got you thinking you're oppressed Meanwhile women can't walk home alone without distress You're not the victim here, you're just uncomfortable That the world won't hand you power 'cause you're insufferable "No one cares about men's issues", you don't either, bro You just weaponize that pain to justify the status quo Don't organize, don't mobilize, don't build community Just blame women for existing with autonomy Poor baby, so lonely, what a tragic little tale Built your own isolation, masculinity for sale Poor baby, no connections, yeah, you're suffering for sure But you won't do the work, just want a woman as the cure Poor baby, poor baby Can't save you from yourself Poor baby, poor baby Go cry to someone else
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