This is a song about "Computer"

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

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

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

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

Hey teens is me your leader miley i know yall starin at the computer,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

My lyrics generate like a computer with an error/

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

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

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

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Students, this strongest computer is talking too much so let me turn off the electricity!!!