When the shape escapes
best try to stay safe
or 10/31 becomes your death date
I’m standing tall
like hair on your neck’s nape
your life’s outdated like Myspace or Netscape
they call me a headcase
say I move slow
stalk at my own pace
a deadly shadow
in moonglow or daylight
it really won’t matter
mutely kill Haddonfield
mad as a hatter
so check the blood spatter
and detect my pattern
it encircles me like the rings around Saturn
my trail of death makes others’ teeth chatter
they run ’til they fall like autumn leaves scattered
My Michael Myers Rap Verse
