This that Woolloween Thru screams I’m slicing Wolverine Epsteins and Weinsteins Turn to crime scenes Obscene like Ford & Tench Recorded testimonies Death is honing in on you Here’s what we finna do Leave a trail of DNA To where it all wrong went for you Interview your closest kin About how gross it’s been Inform them the curse has been lifted The perverts been rid from this earth And stripped of his worth I’m out here gifting the worms With limbs in the dirt Me & this chainsaw been putting in work No days off, But monsters get downtime evidently Maybe they take a year off, put some darker tints on they Bentley But then they wonder round they mansion antsy What a lavish fancy life if you can’t flaunt it where the cameras flashing? But then I’m at the red carpet With my fashion matching, when they ask me Who are you wearing? I answer laughing Like exactly Exacto knife My practice precise Rapists run the world With actions of fright And sleep thru night So I Krueger there dream Catch them inside They’ll be wishing They didn’t pop an ambien Scrambling, surrounded by headless mannequins, not standing still, Damn it’s real, this ain’t hill house or amityville, this is karma, gods plan revealed Red miller I might be tripping off this tainted batch Hallucinating But I still see the real demons, and I came thru to slay them, You and your cult picked the wrong one under this evergreen canopy, understand me I will make you pay for what you did to Mandy