This is a song about "Computer"

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

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

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Supersonic future with computer shit spits quick, bionic

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Rated by a computer which the specifics i leave unexplained

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

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

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Better than college, after that, students home

I got computer technology inside of my dome