I'm growing old...
Withering the cold...
Up close to the Pole...
The North if you're confused...
And still on a roll...
Though in a new refuge...
Go hard every day...
Got so much to lose on...

Staying the same always!
I'll ever fade away!
My beard it may go gray!
But I don't even have one yet.

Man I will grow a beard!
I'll get so old and weird!
I'll seem more God than human!
When you see me there.

Among the stars that shine!
As I farther climb!
Into the cosmos high above!
So pitch black.

You cannot scratch my will!
You cannot match the thrill!
Of when you die looking back!
And having lived.

...

I'd hit that.

Backed up with a beats dawg?
I'm a bite one off you see me emcee
I may seem a wee odd
But I promise I'm on an odyssey -
To branch out so far from the tree dawg
I'll be like another being
Like Mini-Me or Honest E-Bob
Sled on even gon' uphill
I will Mac Mill I'll Eazy E-job!
Kill fiends when I'm in my dreams
In reality sip cider freer
Though no stranger to villainy
I am deep in the beat, knee-deep is D-Dog
Doom on and do ma thing... yeah!

Do ma thing.

Cyberdevil!

Father of DEATH!!!