Ballad of Hotwheels the Kid

From a town known as Brooklyn, near New York City
Rode a boy, with a keyboard in his hand
And his daring little site
Would bring on moot's immediate blight
And he would... name it 8chan

Well he started with a job for a Jew named Arin
But the time he spent for him, it did not pay
But his age and his size
Would spell out certain demise
For 8chan, he would never sway

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Well he never traveled heavy
Yes he always rode alone
And he soon put moot's gay ass to shame
And he never had a sweatheart
And he never had a home
But the anons and the newsrooms knew his name

Well he made his way to a debate for Huffpost Live
Where he had to fight against Brianna Wu
And it served his legend well
For the folks, they'd love to tell
"Brianna 8chan's not all about you"

Well one cold day Patreon stopped his funding
And the anons cried "HELP US" to their Hotwheels
And the based Japs and their kin
From 2ch poured on in
Hotwheels and Nippon, they had struck a deal

Well he never traveled heavy
Yes he always rode alone
And he soon put moot's gay ass to shame
And he never had a sweatheart
But he finally had a home
To the south of Nippon, called the Philippines

From a town known as big'ol New York City
Rode a Jew, with an idea in his head
He will start a brand new /v/
And make sure that speech is free
Mark you kike, why'd you delete my thread?