I’m that future shock, bass drop in your face gridlock,
pixelated chrome talk, watch me tick like a bomb clock.
Hologram swagger, speakers bangin’ dagger,
I elevate the floor till the ceiling can’t hold no longer.
Sub-woofer boom, let the moon crumble,
every atom in the room do the jump, humble.
I’m a data ghost, toast of the cosmos,
spittin’ supernova flames out a black mic, boom—now reload.