This is a song about "Blue tooth mobile computer mobile device surge protect stick computer"

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

Your just a mobile pile of shit like a porta potty,ill destroy your hobby

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Hey teens is me your leader miley i know yall starin at the computer,

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

If you ain't wearing no color, can't nobody say nothing

Then they saw my computer screen, their eyes fixed on my ping.

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Rappers talk shit, they got no lines like cordless mobile phones,

Or know them testament verses

That's that computer love