This is a song about "Computer hosp"

Reading your so called rap almost made me break my computer.

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Polluting my computer are the sons of such medusas//a mess

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

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

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

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Hey teens is me your leader miley i know yall starin at the computer,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

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

Boom! your computer just exploded

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

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

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