This is a song about "Beastly pc"

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Brawling beefy boars beastly black bears burly bison and unbridled bucking broncos

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio

And keep on bringing that beastly flow,

Headed for another world, starting many beastly wars,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

You write hah that's cute i create bars that my pc can't compute

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Lack control like a pc game, purposely in grew my toenail for when pe came

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same