Plan B

[Apathy] My secret identity, hidden from my friends and my enemies The origin of power where I harness my energy My fortress deep within the forest Bones liquefy my skeleton and my body turns formless Mass men metamorph shapes and teleports Leave a trail of corpses, attack with hella force Meet me on the heliport, we going to Gotham Shatter Batman's back with a bat to his spinal column Cause I fucked Vicki Vale without a condom He caught us in the act now the memory haunts him I'm the wickedest villain, spilling chemical on your children That'll turn 'em reptilian inside a scientific building I'm killing about a million little innocent civilians And chilling spilling my secret location on top a hill and Narrating this adventure like Stan Lee I narrowly escaped, time to start up my plan B [Scratch Hook] "Thinking of a master plan" "Lead you away from wack beats and rhymes" [Interlude: From Sanford And Sons] You are the lowest of the low. And the meanest of the mean. And the baddest of the bad