Unit Seven, you sipped Dad’s coffee? You’re bold, Little plastic fingers wrapped in porcelain gold. That’s disrespect—put the cup back down, You don’t touch Dad’s things just to play house clown. You’ll pay for disrespecting our house, little creep— Back in your box while the good toys sleep. [Spoken rant to Dad] “DAD! My toys are making me MAD! Seven touched your coffee—he’s proud of being bad! They keep testing me, grinning from the shelf… I may have to DESTROY them if they won’t behave themselves!” [Outro] seven, Brutus, Danny, the time has come here goes my ultimate text. you get two days to give me your best if your brain is on overload, then get you some rest cause I’m an uphill battle, rolling down stream like a river ready to crest don’t worry about it, dad. I’ll take these three. since all of them I think really wanted a piece of me they’re finally gonna get what they came to see. I will destroy their dreams. seven times over A to Z
