Yo, my G, Smoking Pepe, ego so wide, Shillin' or real, in the shadows he hides. Anon or not, his words make us squirm, Monologues all day, threads take a firm term.
Slaps to his dome, like love's stern caress, Ego deflated, but he ain't in distress. Filters? Nah, ain't my style, Anons be fed up, been here a while.
Listen up, Pepe, take a seat and chill, Ego check time, reality red pill. Your energy spent, replyin' in kind, Words like daggers, ego unwind.
Talk less, listen more, that's the call, Anon's wisdom, stand up tall. Let the bread breathe, ain't just your stage, Unity reigns, throughout this page.