A cuck tends to another’s brood,

Deceived, he feeds a life not his.

He thinks his work is for his own,

But serves the one who’s slipped inside.

So too with dollars in your hand—

You think you’re building wealth and peace,

But every dollar props the scheme

That ultimately feeds on your energy

You labor hard, you plan, you save,

Believing you protect your home.

Yet with each cuck buck, you fuel the beast,

That perpetuates war, waste, and greed.

The system thrives on your belief,

While stealing more with every print.

Your purchasing power diminishes as they siphon your wealth,

Your toil is turned against your wish.

Don’t be the cuck who guards the lie,

Whose sweat supports what steals his life.

Break free from feeding what devours,

And hold the wealth that’s truly yours.

Bitcoin is the way to stand,

To claim your work, your time, your land.

Reject the dollar’s empty lure—

Don’t be the cuck, deceived and sure.