This is a song about "Computer"

That's that computer love

Is you big enough

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Then they saw my computer screen, their eyes fixed on my ping.

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

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

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Supersonic future with computer shit spits quick, bionic

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

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