This is a song about "Computer"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

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

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

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Inspired by those around me, required to rhyme to become a leader and to leave this computer,

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

Boom! your computer just exploded

Double m-g not to mention we got that

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

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