iconic Always grew up in poverty dad always rented the space and property alot At times our family struggled and seeing my dad in pain would always bothered me even to this day Honestly I thought about doing robberies Because I wanted to bring in more broccoli constantly Even if I never possibly Had a chance to ever win the lottery But I knew that would probably Break his heart apart, which was wrong of me So I tried to do it responsibly And properly But I haven't really hit the mark, due to too much monotony Does it make me crazy? I don't know maybe It's all good in the hood If you don't ever want to accept my apology I'll just continue on my own odyssey Treating others with respect and equality As I move vertically and horizontally I've worked with a fair share Of commodities But never mahogany To tell you the truth, I've always had an interest in archaeology And so many other things including astronomy In space there remains anomalies Amid a galaxy full of objects moving at high speed velocities Scientists using newer and better technology With excitement and curiosity Looking to find some kind of new life form or a colony Underneath what they consider lunar Don't care if your name is super So much for your future And all of the rumors There is nowhere you can go to outmaneuver When I turn into Krueger Take you out before the sound of the rooster Whether or not on the computer Or a scooter Oh well that just makes one fewer I don't care if you can't appreciate my humor I come from the sewer Not much of a snoozer But a heavy duty truther Warning Night and morning The rage accumulating and forming Before, and during and after storming In and out of areas with bugs that continue swarming Feeling like Rick and not so much of Morty The temperature below, above or at the forties In and out of different territories Near and far from quarries Coming in like Vorhees It doesn't matter if you heard all of the horror stories Because nothing can prepare you for me Considering that we all fall in different categories And carry our own inventories Mine can make it gory Yours are empty normally For you it just may end up horribly Drawn out or ending shortly I don't care about the glory Or so called purgatory A simple and friendly reminder Don't have on your blinders Think wiser At elevations lower and higher On foot or tires Looking like Myers In and out of areas devastated by fires Above and below telephone wires With a pair of pliers Ready to eliminate any liars Leaving behind no traces or fibers Tried to go after me, but instead He was caught, and pissed the bed As it was off with his head When I was Pinhead Could be worse or better More or lesser Something that would do you some good to remember Before I lose control of my temper And become Lecter Against whomever Thinks their clever Whenever During any weather The surrounding suddenly became redder Not concerned about opinions A one man army on a mission They wanted to give me a million Endless medical prescriptions And to persuade me with religion But I wouldn't give in or listen Because I am a villain