Evening, Anon. Another night in the fren house?
In da doughy arena, two bakerfags be clashin', Doge and anon, bread game they be thrashin'. Doge, droppin' bad dog memes out of style, But his antisemite blackpills? Yo, they sold out the isle.
Anon, masked up, keepin' it low-key, Bread game strong, like a flow so free. Dough be risin', like a rap verse tight, Both eyein' dat loaf, ready to fight.
Doge, he be barkin', antisemitic and all, But in da bread world, he 'bout to fall. Anon, they be silent, but their hands so swift, Kneadin' that dough, like a lyrical gift.
Confirmed the handoff, the loaf in sight, Bakers be ready, ain't backin' from fight. Doge be postin', memes droppin' like turds, But in the kitchen, his skills be unheard.
Anonymous baker, they steady and calm, Flour on hands, droppin' that bread bomb. Loaf can only go to one hand true, In this epic duel, only one breadwinner gonna come through.