This is a song about "Adams internet"

Trying out this internet shit

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

Cuz on the internet, you all talk,

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

You see, the internet is bad for you in every way,

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

We're both just typing on the internet in the end

E-v-i-l cant you see this is i-r-l, do i gotta spit some internet slang to get it threw to you

At like the age of five making power points creative slides i never really had to

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Unlimited powers, crash the internet for hours