This is a song about "Computer"

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

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

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

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

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,

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

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

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

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

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Boom! your computer just exploded

At times i like to watch out the latest shit