Everyone in the world, whether a boy or a girl or something in between, a gender yet to unfurl, is full of thoughts and opinions that could go from a sand grain to a pearl,
But if they sit all day talking to no one about it, afraid of the system twisting the truth and peer pressure to shut up and doubt it,
Then of course over time that grain gets quashed, washed away like an abortion non-botched,
So they search forums for a place to discuss shit with some decorum but either it’s full of troll like 4Chan or forcing you to conform to their norm is the chosen breed of problem.
So what in the hell is this website for? Got opinions to sell? Come and have your floor,
This is a place in which debating isn’t taken as a chore,
It’s a haven for the hated views you couldn’t say before,
You express and confess shit and justify it; leave the audience in awe,
Or you realise that you’re wrong with King Kong sized rebuttal that attacks your case at core; leaving it more than just sore,
And honestly that’s what the art is; it’s about remaining impartial,
Despite fighting for a side, in a war you gotta have objectivity; this art is martial,
Your heart can be in the right place but if you don’t wanna lose the conduct mark, then part and parcel of being the greatest is dealing with haters that’ll carve you up for dinner and laugh upon your craft as it goes from top of the planet in a rock to the bottom of Mars, fool,
Coward noobsnipers will bite at your ankles, leave scars ‘n’ you’ll wanna get barbarous, but the real marvel is if you can keep up the debating with haters that really are cruel and not let ‘em get you down, so what if they you’re an idiot? You’re gonna become the Star Fool!
Life isn’t easy, and DART’s no walk in the park, soon after you’re sure you’ll stay at the top, you’re gonna flop and others’ll take you down, this aint a carpool,
You want the top? You can’t stop until you get it,
Don’t sit there happy with your 20-1 record, push farther, rip your competitors apart or they’ll overtake you later and make your Rating blatantly seem like a cartoon,
It aint ‘bout baiting a low-rating kid many times that’s just the foundation, you gotta at some point take out a shark with a harpoon!
It’s simply fate that competition was the theme at the beginning,
‘Cause honestly it seems like very few here were really born for winning,
You’re the type to get thrown in water and flail about drowning while I’m swimming,
So the envious Ramshutu’s go do the very noobsniping they accuse me of, and feign being on a mission,
“Oh I only took ‘em to ensure that RM didn’t,”
Hypocrite at least Oromagi admitted that he was going for more than a Rating pittance,
You were climbing grimey, gloating like a slimeball voting against the GOAT, you rodent,
Y’all calling me ‘ratman’ yeah come chase me pussies, I’m fucking omnipotent,
So you can run around telling tales, but I aint Loki, I’m Odin,
So your whack farces’d better subside as you realise what you think’s hidden to me’s out in the open,
As I said, these waters have sharks, not just minnows, so don’t think that you’ll stay floating,
I’mma rise like surprise motherfuckers, I’m the first to post my talent, worst to have as an opponent.