This is a song about "Application software"

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

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

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

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

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