This is a song about "Computer"

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

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

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

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

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

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

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

Far as lyrical precision i'm imperial loser

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

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

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

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

I got computer technology inside of my dome

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone