I′m late! I'm late! Years behind in producing my remake long awaited!

Seems like I landed in a time where nightmares are PG rated

Coraline′s a horrifying borderline rip-off of me, so here's a few pointersYou bit off your design and storyline like a Walrus chomping on oysters

So let me break fast on the little pathetic Hot Topic dresser

Who's fame passed faster than her empty pocketed director

I′m sailing on the ocean, we′re not sitting in the same boat

We all know what happens to kiddies in yellow raincoats

Holding up a Looking Glass; you're far out of the picture

Doing it just like your parents, recognize and ditch ya

But it′s no wonder as, you land next to the ghost kids

How ironic, you've made everybody′s hearts stop motion

Eww, what a messy attitude, something I normally wouldn't want to confront

But when Coraline is at the core of a line

I double up the punches, so let me Tweedle-dunk!

(Ay) Imma spill the tea, but this isn′t a Disney ride

We're both falling asleep when you went over your lines

I've been peeking through my stone and girl, it′s lookin kinda spooky

Cuz I couldn′t find a soul that was invested in your movies

Oh! Chased the win like a Rabbit, and down you flew!

My poem pokes your poker and the cards are playing you

All your magic potions got you trippin' so much, you fell

I′m the queen, you're a creepy crawler smoking up L′s

Your whole life took a dive once you moved to Pink Palace

Home turned out like your head, a circus in the attic

So gather your parents, I'm gonna drag ′em to your end

Letting them push your buttons into Stevie Wonder-land

You've been gone since like the 50s, so watch your step

Once you brought in Johnny, you fell to another depth

This chatter's chapters don′t make her a badder rapper

The tracks you spat are a better battle matter for a madder Hatter

No one could have foresaw the edgy remakes in your future

It′s like you went from Alice in Wonderland to Alice Cooper

Time is buttered, I don't need to paint lies to make you suffer

Eight bars close the shutter on another Other Mother

Save it, dollface; once you′re pushing daisies, you'll be rose red

I′m ripping manic on this schizophrenic; off with all of her heads!

What?

One! Scrap the blackened psychology you're remaining

Two! The theatres put your fame under the basement

Three! Your whole world′s a snow globe, so why diss more!

You've locked the door, Caroline; be careful what you wish for

You could never ever size up, like even if you think your brand would continue to grow

It looks like you totally must've gone mad: Alice in Wonderland syndrome

Cuz your reboots don′t go that far, Alice in the Land of Broken Hearts

Run from your hallucinations, but no dream could heal these scars