What Are Ya? Twelve?

I've got nothing against mental health,  
In fact, of support, resources, love and help, they should have a wealth!  
I've got nothing against kids, I love how happy and free they are, in comparison to grumpy, stressed, impatient, entitled, counterfeits.  
But when you say (in I bet, a stuffy noesed voice),  
"Oh...you've got a small d**k, your girlfriend told me so! Ha, ha!", is a subconscious avoirdupois,  
On the side of the scales of mental illness genocide.  
Better lean away from that side!  

What are ya? Twelve?  
Do you watch meme compilations?  
Only very few that have been well done, are actually funny applications,  
Of that culture,  
But the only culture,  
You have, is in your tennis shoes,  
You hear that? That's your audience boos!  
 
You're setting a bad example of mental health to others,  
We're not all like you, peddling your cheap words, like dudders,  
But I guess, the squeaky wheel gets the grease!  
The stupid get all the attention with ease!  
 
Because that's all that others want to listen to,  
"What kind of stupidity are they up to?"  
"What kind of idiotic things are they up to now?"  
"Ha, ha, wow!"  
If we're lucky, you'll be entertaining enough for the sheep masses,  
That they'll keep us around just for entertainment, monstrous.