power makes the Ego

I ain't got too much premonition but I sure got a lot of ammunition, Im locked and Loaded with a full metal jacket Bullets flying for Days, Right past your head, catchin a Graze, Now I be Feelin Amazed ,That you Aint already dead, From all of this BloodShed, That seemed to spread, so quickly Like virus, I was feelin so Rightous, this power starts to build yo ego, thinkin im invincible, turning into some sort of Dr. evil, I never thought I would be the bad guy, How did it come to this? Idk Why, But I know I can't Miss, but this Aint a Diss, Just sit sitting tryin to reminisce, About everybody that I Miss,Back in the good old days when life was full of bliss,