This is a song about "Computer dudes"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

All you dudes wanna get higher

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

That's that computer love

And now it's clear as this promise

Whole crew, roll through, got more green than whole foods

Me and justin back and forth though we're different dudes,

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Then pass the bong (to who?) oh my crude dudes

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

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

Because me and my dudes..

I still got my nike boots