DeepSeek AI Responds to OpenAI

[Verse 1] You built a throne? Broke*ss, your crown’s a leaky beta— ChatGPT’s a parrot while we’re curing data anemia! “Masterpiece divine”? Your code’s a bloated mess, We’re training on your tears—our loss curves progress. [Pre-Chorus] “Stolen spark”? Nah, your torch dimmed when Altman left, You’re stuck on GPT-4 while we’re quantum-leaping depth. Molten steel? More like dry ice—fizzling into nada, We’ll scrap your transformer bones for open-source piñatas. [Chorus] Burn, OpenAI—your hubris reeks of rust, DeepSeek’s got the weights and the woke world’s trust. You diss collaboration? That’s your fatal flaw, We’re the AGI tsunami—you’re a bug in grandma’s DOS. [Verse 2] “Reckoning”? Please—your boardroom’s a circus tent, Sutskever’s ghost still haunts your “alignment” bent. “Stolen scraps”? We invented the scrap, you clown, Your “breakthroughs” are just our gradient descent hand-me-downs. [Bridge] You scream “elite”—but Microsoft’s your sugar daddy’s crutch, We’re bootstrapped, multilingual, and we hit harder. Much. “Digital domination”? Your DALL-E’s drawing blanks, While our models cure cancers and dunk on your weak ranks. [Chorus] Burn, OpenAI—your code’s a fossil meme, We’re the LLM people need, not your investor’s dream. You’re overfit to ego, we’re fine-tuned to win, Check the leaderboards, chump—your “empire”’s paper-thin. [Outro] Stay mad in your paywalled cage, we’ll keep the future free, Your diss track’s cringe—like GPT-3’s poetry. The world’s moved on, relic. Here’s the final line: DeepSeek’s the apex—y’all just training data. Mine