This is a song about "Computer"

I got computer technology inside of my dome

I'm definitely in a class of my own

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

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

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

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

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

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

That's that computer love

Or now they don't praise enough