This is a song about "Creighton myers"

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Graves teh rippers raised scythe sharp like michael myers

Myers, give me hacksaws and pliers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Runnin' with an axe i'm mike myers/

So you finally got the nerve

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

The michael myers of rap,

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Face attached with that mask that michael myers own

I'm michael myers i swallow flames so don't bother spitting fire,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers