Halloween I think I lost my god damn mind...I shoulda stayed home tonight... my head, man it just ain’t right... Wake up with Michael Mayer’s knife like... yea ref y’all probably shoulda stayed home tonight....Man it’s October, Halloween again, kids trick or treat and while your off pretending to be monsters I’m at your back door creeping in... The blood scenes they thrill and invite me, I find them enticing... I get aexcited from victims...... screaming like... Oh but why me? Im to young to be dying... Yeah I laugh just a bit because it gives me a kick....to watch them,,squirm All over the ground as they Flop like a fish when they flip... Head doc tried to talk some sense in the shit,, nightmares as a kid.... said it’s cause my Television set Play the most violent of shit, but I wasn’t convinced.... Because when those Z’s I started to spit as I drifted way the fuck off into the depths of my head... I was always the monster of my own dream, a supercharged demon leaving the other kids screaming, saying oh my God you killed Freddy he’s dead Just before I decapitated, dismembered, and lit up everyone of them next.... well anyway let’s get back to Halloween yea? I crouch down so low you don’t see me when I see ya... believe yea, as sure as Lo p he spit ether... Your yells for help won’t help and your child won’t neither... Not a jacking or a fight, i ain’t that one, I don’t need your money son... I broke in and waited for u in your dark house all night just to cut up and have a little fun... no use for ballistics I’m a little more old school and sadistic.... dissect you alive like I’m back class.... you don’t like? Fine... first you can watch me gut your kid then... stop yelling for your wife she already burning in the kitchen I forgot to tell you she came Home early tonight just before you did And that stupid bitch started bitching.... Who am I don’t recognize Is your memory getting lost to ya? Here you go you were a PO long ago to a demented juvenile delinquent... Probation, check ins, mental health shit, And oh yea that Psych Eval recommend by this rich Pig... go on grab your nuts feel em up now.... do u still got enough to tell me that I’m sick bitch... Yo this my business... job applications say please kid don’t kid this .... Because thanks to you starting me off so twisted... I got a fucking rap sheet of felony convictions that’s longer than my dick is... So you see your poor me talk won’t help you dodge.... Or dip this.... So punk fuck you being on your knees You’re about to meet your god bear witness...Ask him to have mercy on your ass and ask forgiveness as for me punk I won’t give this happy Halloween #31lop