This is a song about "Computer love"

No car key and i mean that

Boom! your computer just exploded

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

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

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

So screw my pad and pen i need to get my ass back to the computer again

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

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

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Love rapping love sneakers above those

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Hahaha... computer, i'm the longest and you still cannot say a thing to me!

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party