This is a song about "Computer"

Or now they don't praise enough

That's that computer love

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

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

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

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

Maybe that's why i've got a brain that acts practically raped,

Rated by a computer which the specifics i leave unexplained

My lyrics generate like a computer with an error/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her