This is a song about "Computer"

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Boom! your computer just exploded

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

Look in the scope, my people still a target

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

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

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

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

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