This is a song about "Device"

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

And she doesnt know it but i hid a trackin device inside her skirt

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

Balls deep in this evil device, meeting his sweet demise

Finally i will give you an advice change your photo or it will blow your comp device

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Homie he is rapping like a compu device

I'm in your head like mnemonic device

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Leaving you with a breathing device, screaming "just let go!"

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though