(Verse 1)
Half a truck of NVIDIA, rolling down the highway,
Chips bound for data centers, shining bright as day.
Driver hit a pothole, boxes start to fly,
Now there’s silicon confetti lighting up the sky.

(Chorus)
Oh, what a mess in the desert sun,
GPUs baking, fan blades spun.
From stocks so high to a headline fall,
Half a truck of NVIDIA lost it all.

(Verse 2)
Gamers cry in every land, graphics cards delayed,
Servers groan with empty racks, AI dreams decayed.
Elon tweets a laughing face, markets start to slide,
One truck’s spill turns a fortune’s tide.

(Bridge)
Somewhere in that sand and dust,
Tiny cores still shine with trust.
Techies dig with hopeful eyes,
Maybe one still booted, what a prize!

(Final Chorus)
Oh, what a tale for the earnings call,
Investors gasped, suppliers stalled.
Half a truck of NVIDIA, fate took the wheel,
Now it’s legend in the world of steel.