This is a song about "Computer class"

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

I walk down the hallway to my class

I can barely wipe my ass

Thick lips and a sick class

I can get straight to the cash

First out the gate last back to class,

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

That's that computer love

And what i done just ain't enough

Along with the whole class

Cause you're most likely to crash

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

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

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Boom! your computer just exploded