Jokers Lab

You know where he's at He been in Gotham, Whole city lit, He grew and blossomed. What he touches, he flips, Moves with caution, Always asks if you good Load up attachment. Map in his hands, Survives in the woods, Light up a match He’s good in the hood. Hustle forever, forever he should, Walked through a path With booby traps like the Goonies would. He grew up a man, Can’t leave the trap, Needs a bag, Pillowcases with chicken feed in the lab. Standing on business, It’s buried in the back, Delivers the mail On a mission Tunnels and trenches, Benches stay cold, Carries the heat Like a thermal He don’t bend, don’t fold, Can’t stay consistent at home. I’m the Joker Can’t be controlled.