This is a song about "Application software"

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

Back to my life application, you might think i'm happy, with this good fucking grades

I'll just stick with software 'fore i lose a thumb

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Like fillin out an application, only lyrics are my resume.