Alabaster Slim

🎶 His palms are sweaty, Polls weak, campaign’s heavy, There’s panic in his war room already, @amyactonoh’s team was ready. He’s nervous, but on X he looks calm and steady, Keeps posting that he’s winning, Though the voters just keep on forgetting . He opens his mouth, Another ai speech comes out, Something about communism, But nobody knows what he’s talking about. He’s choking now, The crowd’s checked out, The polls come in It’s over, WOW! Snap back to reality, Oh, there goes old Vivek, Oh, there goes his polls again, Nope that Amy Acton Thinks he’s a dope, and he knows it, going broke, funding his campaign as he blows it He knows when he goes back to his home, that's when it's Back to the fake lab again, yo, this @VivekGRamaswamy Once again goes and shows his ass again You better lose yourself in the polling, the moment, You owned it, the whole narrative, now your opponent owns it. You only get one shot, do not miss your chance, you blow, ’Cause the voters in Ohio told your ass to go 🎶