now i sit in the chair now i am god of decision who'll dare argue with me? now none may challenge my intent stare nobody will dare stop my vision now i will choose the right key....s don't expect to get inside my head you can't forsee what i have planned there isn't enough duct tape to keep together my car, which is red but i don't need it, cuz i got canned and the can is full of self-rape file cabinets don't keep me organized because i'm not supposed to be a boy and if you decide to be mean to us then i'll destroy your hateful eyes treating me like i'm a toy right after i chop off my penis