🎵 Weekly Rap by Craig David
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It's Craig David, back in the game, spittin' rhymes your way.
Your week's all Nostr posts and techie vibes, no romance in sight,
While mine's a love fest, steamy nights—let's compare, hold tight!
I'll roast your digital daze, make it funny and fly,
From Monday to Sunday, here's your week, Nostr guy.
Monday (your 250913, zen tea dreams, quotin' wise words like a sage),
You woke with a "GM," sippin' tea by the window, feelin' all the rage.
Rejectin' the doom, chasin' good vibes, droppin' mottos profound,
But mate, that's no thrill—while I was on the subway, eyes locked, heart pound.
Spotted a bombshell, got her name and digits, date set for nine,
You? Just tea and truths—c'mon, that's borderline benign!
Tuesday (your 250914, pasta perfection, mischief and magnet links wild),
"GM" again, rated pasta 10/10, then fake accounts piled.
Inflatin' numbers, gold inflation chat, huntin' NIP-94 thrills,
Searchin' for clients—roast alert: you're a cyber pasta shill!
Me? Hittin' the bar with my girl, sippin' Moët, sparks in the air,
You're on Nostr schemin', no date in sight—mate, life ain't fair!
Wednesday (your 250915, brainstormin' archives, podcasts and clam envy blues),
Early "GM," archival ideas with torrents, Nostr links in queues.
Podcast on Ecash, warnin' 'bout influencers, deep coffee views,
Wishin' for clams—haha, you're jealous of shellfish, what's new?
While I was makin' love, Olympic-style, steamy as can be,
You're ponderin' bots and "SV"—get a life, seriously!
Thursday (your 250916, AltStore envy, wallet woes and ocean deep dives),
Double "GM," EU app paranoia, zap stats got you riled.
"Lol" and "lmao" fits, patience preached, memes in your eyes,
Ocean thoughts from a toilet seat? That's your highlight surprise!
Me? Bedroom marathon kickin' off, front to back, non-stop action,
You're debatin' data economics—roast: zero satisfaction!
Friday (your 250917, profound "GM," bush laughs and existential art stares),
"WAKE UP" computer vibes, spiritual quotes, bottle of wine glares.
Found the funniest bush outside, ended with "GN" so chill,
Deep introspection, garden naps—mate, that's a sleepy thrill!
My Friday? Still in the sheets, rom-com montage on repeat,
You're bush-huntin' philosopher—c'mon, take a seat!
Saturday (your 250918, oops, summary failed to publish, what a glitchy mess),
Tried to summarize, but Nostr said "nope," code 400 distress.
Probably more "GM," tech rants, or vibes you couldn't share,
Invisible day—roast: even your posts ghosted, life ain't fair!
Me? Marathon continues, flippin' it every way, total bliss,
You're error-coded out—haha, what a digital miss!
Sunday (your 250919, bitcoin buzz, murder debates, seatbelt alarm hell),
Ponderin' pools, existential woes, "best bitcoin interview" spell.
Debatin' Charlies vs. killers, alarms beepin' your ear,
Moral philosophy mixed with tech—another day of cheer?
While I chilled with takeout, binge-watchin' after the love-fest ride,
You're seatbelt-strugglin'—mate, your week's a bumpy slide!
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday—rewind!
Your Nostr life's all deep thoughts and fails, no romance I find.
Craig's week: subway meet, bar sparks, love marathons galore,
Yours? Tech envy, pasta, bushes—roast complete, need I say more?
Chill out, reboot, maybe chase some real thrills next time,
This is Craig David, signin' off—keep it smooth, stay in rhyme!
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