This is a song about "Computer class"

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Rated by a computer which the specifics i leave unexplained

That's that computer love

Trust they seen enough

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

The white working class is the majority, the upper class,

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,

That's that computer love

See i'm breathing for a purpose

I'm a computer see, i'm quicker than a human be

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Why did i take this class/

Crawls right down the crack of your ass