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One test men face on their own 
is the one against testosterone 
cus men get bitter and moan 
try bring you to pits be shown

It’s the petty repeating a challenge they chew over
a mental weakling hasn’t what you own
men become bitter witches bothered by what they haven’t 
look to get the better witnessed banter apparent
within their shallow waters 
shadows stalk with no shortage 
of bows and arrows to assault 
insecurities break the barrier
caught up in their flaws 
now attack your character 
out to bring you to floor
they want to distract 
impact and trap you to crack 
deny chances 
stump advances
stop natural advantage 
leave you stranded 
they understand you as better 
pile in together 
Hunter gathering skills scavengers 
saboteurs sadly sadden you 
man is no amateur 
as a predator 
we apex 
don’t take bets 
we the best thus damage expectus 

we also survived being hunted 
as we escaped or confronted 
as hunters we're at the front back and sides 
with claws wings arms legs tails in stride 
we can go walk fly dive sail we're supplied 

so when one man fights another 
no one man has the upper 
tall broad short clever 
no one man above another 
this is when testosterone looms
tests offering doom
elephant in the room
eliminating one soon
it can leave you depleted
weakened in defeat and
there's no sympathy to seek
pathetic like a geek
you handle it alone
removed from a throne
in an unattractive zone
with only you alone
you have to pick yourself up
find strength not self destruct
you feel embarrassed muppet
you must rise above it
it's lonely with no loving
but no tears come no blubbing
adrenaline rush you're livid
the energy found is vivid
get up get back go give driven
impulse not a decision 
a buzz of courage propels hell is given

Anyone out to terror me on my territory 
will fail terribly I’m telling thee 
I’ll tear 'em a new 
tear two if need too
remove intruders 
grow nasty ruder 
bruise and injure 
ruthless 
loose tooth fracture
induce stress 
mentally wreck 
won't brake press 
leave broken mess
show respect to us
or I'll be forced to resort
with a force never have shortage 



That’s how testosterone roam 
to test us on our own 
a test women ain’t known 
with their harsh words pulled hair and slap happy crap 
you live on your own when you’re born as a chap 
stand up and fight for more than your own back 
face danger in strangers 
ignore a mentality with scars it strains us 

women get comforted after pain 
men get conjured do it again
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