This is a song about "Computer parts"

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

I got computer technology inside of my dome

And i wanted all parts of her

And there's little to be glad for

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

Or now they don't praise enough

That's that computer love

People don't condone what they've never seen

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

Boom! your computer just exploded

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit