This is a song about "Computer"

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

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

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

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!!!

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

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

Alone on my journey down the road where the fork is placed

Rated by a computer which the specifics i leave unexplained

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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