 Could've lit stone caves Dig me and dig your own graves And bury your plots Used to picture foes looking up to me while on top Now I take aerial shots And fast cars while I's a stereo watch Very slow yachts with a chip on my shoulder Embedded with the same code for scary robots From Skynet Back when I wet my bed I was listening on someone's written Didn't sleep with one open eye yet Now all three stay alert That's a trifecta Give me room I'm feeling like I'm bout to make a killing like The walls closing and the floor collapsing The ceiling spiking