*to the tune of bohemian rhapsody*

goodbye,
i just shat my pants,
the way i feel my creeping dread, something dark
i turn my head,
father... why'd you leave me so?
maybe things just weren't your time to be...
father, oooh,
didn't mean to memorize
all those horrid lines by cardi b
glance away, then look back, as if it's right behind me

too late, my chips are gone,
the terror of my peers, no more chips, they'll surely die
goodness everybody; i was joking!
i won't really kill you all for lack of lay's!
arson, oooh,
it's just too fun to see
the way the fire dances 'round your feet