This is a song about "Device"

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Balls deep in this evil device, meeting his sweet demise

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

And i'm the super-learning device.

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

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Homie he is rapping like a compu device

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

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

I'm the best electronic device.

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

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