This is a song about "Computer coding"

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

See i'm breathing for a purpose

That's that computer love

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

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

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

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

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love