I asked chatgpt to freestyle about btc:

They printin’ trillions, I’m stackin’ sats,

While they chasin’ yield, I’m chillin’ with facts.

Central banks playin’ games, I ain’t playin’ back,

Every fiat lie, I counter with a digital stack.

Dollar lookin’ shaky, debt’s climbin’ steep,

I sleep good though, ’cause my keys run deep.

No middlemen, no bail-ins, no bluff,

Proof of work built tough — that’s real stuff.

While they taxin’ time, I’m watchin’ blocks tick,

Each confirmation’s like a truth that sticks.

21 million, that’s the hard cap code,

Ain’t no clown gonna fork my node.

Legacy crackin’, Wall Street stressin’,

I’m on-chain learnin’, each dip a blessin’.

When the dust clears and the system’s fried,

I’ll still be holdin’ — sovereign with pride.

So yeah, let ‘em print, let ‘em spin their tale,

I’m long BTC, I don’t chase the whale.

I just mine my mind, refine my fate,

Cause Bitcoin’s freedom, and freedom’s great.