Fifth Day of Christmas

[Verse]
Even as a baby I never used car seats
Taty and Angel in all the wet concrete
My voice carries like a donkey
The resurgence at your service like barkeep
Respect given my specs are spectacular
Destroy and rebuild with the ill vernacular
It’s about to be a doomsday massacre
I’m about to be the new Count Dracula
But only to start fresh
Stop mistaking the manipulation of dark flesh
As something fit to make you say "Ah, yes"
Reality is perfectly obvious
The blind leading the blind's a terrible time
The dumb leading the dumb is terribly glum
The deaf leadin' the deaf's a terrible mess
Surely you jest