This is a song about "Computer"

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

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

Rated by a computer which the specifics i leave unexplained

Sometimes i just feel like a motherfucking demon, i’m caged,

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

Wood chain with a jesus

That's that computer love

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

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

Stop taking drugs and be aware of cops hey yo mcee obey my fucken law and shut of the computer bro

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto