This is a song about "Computer mouses"

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Stop taking drugs and be aware of cops hey yo mcee obey my fucken law and shut of the computer bro

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

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

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

This is just an indication that we still working

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

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

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

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

That's that computer love

Then i said i had enough

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

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