This is a song about "Computer"

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

Boom! your computer just exploded

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Polluting my computer are the sons of such medusas//a mess

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

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

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Supersonic future with computer shit spits quick, bionic

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,

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

My lyrics generate like a computer with an error/