If you can keep your Bitcoin when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on the FED,
If you can trust yourself when all Bros doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can make good gains from all your winnings
And risk it all like a real Crypto Boss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can fill the unforgiving candle
With one last God forsaken Long,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!