This is a song about "Computer"

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

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

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

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

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

Rated by a computer which the specifics i leave unexplained

I'm here to wake up the people it seems you brains being baked

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

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

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

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

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

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