This is a song about "Cd rom"

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Never heard anything like me invading your cd stores

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Get ready to release a debut cd

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Grab my cd case lose the chance to get a snore

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

With you, my cd, and maybe mtv or something,

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

Recently, lyrics just seem to talk to me, like when you going to make cd

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

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I found this chorus in my cd holder/