What type of evilness is this? What type of genius is this?

I was bleeding from the wrist, and I needed an assistant

Now the creature that I kissed is a behemoth in the mist

It's a myth, the sweetness wasn't easy to resist

And now my feet have got the blisters and my heels got this cyst

I put my feelers on my mistress, put my feet up on your bitch

You'll never see another Christmas if you keep me from my gifts

It's the season of the sickness, I'll be sneezing on your lips

And I'll be eating all your biscuits, I'll be stealing all your crisps

Yo, doggie style when I suck it to a soccer mom

I got her seeing rocket ships and oscillating polygons

From Beaumont Leys to Oregon, I'm probably the hottest one

To hop along with bobs, you wouldn't wanna spill your coffee on you

Novice dons are nothing like the prophet I assume the role of

You wouldn't want it if the vibe is what I lose control of

I'm not the guy for you to two's your role up

I'm more the type to make your people swole up

Hold up, who the fuck undid my shoelaces

That's pretty ruthless, I just wonder where my toothpaste is

I could never find the pattern in the Rubik's's

And that's probably why my Saturday is Tuesday-ish

And it's probably why my June is like a winter month

But at least I'm not a moody little wingy cunt

And at least I'm not a bone legged piggy fuck

I'm pretty sure I won't ever give a fuck

I was bleeding from the wrist, and I needed an assistant

Now the creature that I kissed is a behemoth in the mist

It's a myth, the sweetness wasn't easy to resist

And now my feet have got the blisters and my heels got this cyst

I put my feelers on my mistress, put my feet up on your bitch

You'll never see another Christmas if you keep me from my gifts

It's the season of the sickness, I'll be sneezing on your lips

And I'll be eating all your biscuits, I'll be stealing all your crisps

Look, I am gonna fly and don't be trying to prevent me

Time is ticking by but I'm just lying on my belly

The type of sexy that would make your wifey wanna peg me

Politely I decline because her vibe is looking empty

Uh!

If I die just resurrect me

And if you're gonna lie to me just try and do it gently

I don't give a fuck if you got diamonds or you're wealthy

And I don't give a monkeys if you drive a bloody Bentley

Don't try and tell me shit about truth, I didn't ask

And I don't give a shit about views, your shit is whack

You're riding around with shit on your shoes, you're stinking bad

You're smiling cause you think that you're cute, I think you're mad

I was bleeding from the wrist, and I needed an assistant

Now the creature that I kissed is a behemoth in the mist

It's a myth, the sweetness wasn't easy to resist

And now my feet have got the blisters and my heels got this cyst

I put my feelers on my mistress, put my feet up on your bitch

You'll never see another Christmas if you keep me from my gifts

It's the season of the sickness, I'll be sneezing on your lips

And I'll be eating all your biscuits, I'll be stealing all your crisps

I was bleeding from the wrist

And I needed an assistant

I was bleeding from the wrist

I was bleeding from the wrist

Madness ensues..