This is a song about "Computer"

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'm a computer see, i'm quicker than a human be

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

That's that computer love

I wouldn't be famous

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Boom! your computer just exploded

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

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

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

I got computer technology inside of my dome

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Supersonic future with computer shit spits quick, bionic