>>542229182
In Genesys streets, the PUNKs now reign,
With riffs and roars, they break the chain.
Yummy’s tricks in Master Rule,
Still dominate, still sharp and cool.

But through the duels, a sound persists—
A crinkle soft that none dismiss.
For every play, no shame, no fear,
Diapers snug, the strats are clear.

Meta bends to beats and lore,
With padded pros who wipe the floor.