This is a song about "Dial up internet"

Unlimited powers, crash the internet for hours

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

We're both just typing on the internet in the end

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

In all the blinking lights and dial tones

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Breath its cold well let me turn up the dial,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Dial down the denial, a trial is in idle,

Without money you couldn't be a internet emcee

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Dial up words but they're not in service

Say a grown man can separate lust from love