Xero's other waste of space

Well…

Fantastic.

Let’s just say that since today I’m eviler than you are,
My human torture chamber is of enormous proportions,
In my spare time I perform back-alley abortions,
I don’t care about your silly opinion,
about moral values and government dominion,
When I look out the window, and see your kids there,
I give them cigarettes and teach them to swear,
And you might say that I’m a bad person,
but I’m just providing genetic dispersion,
A service well needed in this world of delusion,
It’s no wonder you’re in my room of contusion.

Eviler.

Is that even a word?

Who cares. I secretly hate you.