Yo homie, my name's Vader
Imma leave you dead like Ruth Bader...
With my force, I'll end your life's course
You ain't nothing to me more than a summer horse
You supposed to be an Avengers level threat
But you got killed by Loki with no balls
And it appalls me that your darker variant, next
Got butt-slapped by a bunch of frickin' insects
Every time we see you you're an utter joke
Even I put up a better fight against Luke my little bloke
You got as many folks in your life as a hermit
But you wanna run a kingdom - and you ain't got your permit