THUG POETRY part1

My mind is locked up in these four walls,and when i get out I will be worse then Michael Myers in Halloween.
We live in a world where the villains can win, no hero will save you, like a movie scene.
I have turned heartless with nerves of steel,so i have no feelings like a machine.
I always wear gloves leaving behind no D.N.A, so i am bald headed like The  Hitman or Mr.Clean.
I'm not scared to die, I been this way since I was a teen.
I am no character ,I am me ,you guys are living like you was on a t.v screen.
Why should I be nice , toward me they have always been  mean.
I move like a assassin to get whatever I want ,unseen.
I stay wide awoke like I have drunk too much caffeine.
Mess with  me you will get shot ,and i ain't talking about the kind from vaccine.
Me and my girl will take ur crown and  become the new KING AND QUEEN.
I have alway been parentless didn't live with my mom till I was eighteen.
I have the heart of a warrior , navy seal,or  a marine.
If sin was  water then i would need a submarine.
Haters aren't nothing i would eat them as if they were a jelly bean.
Life is built off chance like a slot machine.
It is hard not falling for that evil mean green.
When it is all said and done i will disappear in the fog like a smoke screen.
I am sorry but this is the end for you Mr.BEAN.