Q Strange: Origin of creation

See back in the 1970's it was like I was a fetus in a jar, conceived in a lab Raised by scientists, no mom or dad I was the the first human clone All throughout of my life I was all alone Living in a room similar to a jail cell And a government lab and it was real hell Located deep in the South Pole So even if I could escape, there was nowhere to go Throughout my childhood I received no love Just experiments from men in lab coats and rubber gloves Sticking me and bricking me, testing my piss I wasn't a child, just a new experiment No exposure to the outside world No toys, no books, no other boys and girls I was a human guinneapig like a lab rat Even an animal don't deserve that The project would have been finished when I was twenty one I was to be killed, but they had no more funds So they had to bring me to the states Put me on the jet and placed me in the straits The jet took off man, I was scared as shit I looked at the world and I thought "This is it" This is were I wanna be, running free trough out the meadows and the trees Because I hate the human race, they're so fucking cruel They created me but I wish they hadn't do it The jet was shaking, whoa we're going down Its outta control, we're plummeting to the ground We're losing altitude and we're going down fast I jumped into my seat and then the plane crashed I was okay except for a few bruises Everyone else dead, good fucking losers But now my dream has come true and I'm free To take out all my aggression on humanity And I will make them pay, for being so inhuman And then they wonder why I'm so fucking insane You should have killed me when you had the chance you cruel heartless pricks Cause now... I'ma take out all this anger and aggression on every human being I see In any abstract, sick, twisted way I see fit Hahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahaha That's my story boys and girls...