Roastie Toastie feeling sad, Can’t get no more dick from Chad.
No betabux will pay your rent, for Roastie Toastie’s snatch is spent.
Hit the wall at lightning speed, thinking you had what you need;
Coke and wine and BBC, but Roastie Toastie couldn’t see.
Now you look three times your age, filled with Roastie Toastie rage
Spamming “incel” on the net, thinking that is how you’ll get
The meaning that you never had, getting double drilled by Chad
Roastie Toastie feeling sad, shoulda listened to your dad.
Roastie Toastie dies alone, playing on her apple phone