This is a song about "Computers diss"

I’m better stacked that you never diss

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

You must be 99 because you know shit about computers

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

You cant even write a good diss?

And wonder how we ever came to this

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Now after my first diss plus this,

Because its a growing job market and i like computers

The ladies baby boomin before they high school juniors

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss