This is a song about "Computer virus"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I might just, spread like virus, the lyrics will cause a crisis,

Influenza virus. i'll have you fed

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

Inspired by those around me, required to rhyme to become a leader and to leave this computer,

That's that computer love

That would be enough

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

So i harness the virus, in my iris

My infecting virus got you spluttering disease.

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans