Criminal genius tries to use lemon juice as invisible ink for a heist. Spoiler: He got caught.

[Intro]
Yeah, check the citrus levels.
He thought he was a ghost, huh?
[Verse 1]
Met a man named McArthur, a real-life lemon-head,
Rubbed the juice on his face, 'I'm invisible!' he said,
Walked in the bank with the yellow on his cheek,
Security cameras?
He thought they couldn't peek,
Logic like a sour patch, brain like a grape,
Trying to use a condiment to make a great escape.
[Chorus]
Oh, Lemon Juice Man, you’re sour and you’re bright,
Thought you were a phantom in the middle of the light!
Yellow, yellow, yellow—you're glowing on the screen,
The dumbest bank robber that the world has ever seen.
[Bridge]
No mask.
No hood.
Just a bottle of Minute Maid.
He looked the lens in the eye...
And thought he was a ghost.
[Outro]
Sir, the juice works for letters, not for felonies.
Someone get this man a salad.
Bitter ending, ain't it?