Lyrics are pretty good for this one, nice job Rod.

[Verse 1]
There's a place in the logs I keep
Where the junk transactions don't dare creep
Running Knots with my custom patch
I built a gate — now Core fights back

They say, "Let the mempool flow"
I say, "That’s how the malware grows"
They call it freedom, I call it fraud
You let JPEGs defile our sacred log

[Chorus]
If Satoshi's watching now, what would he say?
Probably not “Let’s bloat this chain”, with spam that's gay
I know somewhere somehow, we'll be okaaaaay
But we should filter nodes not broadcast JPEGs every day

[Verse 2]
I don't care for your ordinals
Your Taproot graffiti's criminal
You laugh and say I’m overkill
But I still grep for malware still

I wrote code they wouldn’t merge
You said I’m fringe, I said “I’m Church”
Don’t you see the slope is slick?
First JPEGs, then Vitalik

[Chorus]
If Satoshi's watching now, what would he say?
Probably not “Let’s bloat this chain with spam," that's gay
I know somewhere somehow, we'll be okaaaaay
But we should filter nodes not broadcast JPEGs every day

[Bridge]
We don’t need inscriptions
We need consensus rules
Not monkey pics and MIDI files
And JPEGs from high schools

I warned you
About the mess
You said “Let the market sort the rest”
But I'm the firewall you fear
The upstream patcher of the year

[Breakdown]
You fork
I merge
You let spam surge
I grep
You rest
I carry Bitcoin’s holiness

[Chorus]
If Satoshi's watching now, what would he say?
Probably not “Let’s bloat this chain with spam," that's gay
I know somewhere somehow, we'll be okaaaaay
But we should filter nodes not broadcast JPEGs every day

[Outro]
There's a place off the mempool grid
Where the nodes still argue what freedom is
And though our blocks may never align
We’ll still sync up, one hash at a time