Текст песни Trip Like I Do

I've got the understanding of a four year old I've got the piece of mind of a killer's soul I've got the rationale of a New York cop I've got the patience of a chopping block I've got the accumen of a seasoned pro I've got the legacy of a billion souls I've got the world down my back, but I don't seem to care I've got the comprehension of a world unaware Can't you trip like I do? Laid out on my back, I can't sleep 'cause I'm slumming Eyes in my teeth, I can't see 'cause I'm eating Head full of noise, I can't think 'cause it's crushing Back on my feet, like a freight train I'm coming.