This is a song about "Frankie on pc"

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Look it something they can't ever see

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Pay dues like a hair salon

Man it goes on and on

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

You write hah that's cute i create bars that my pc can't compute

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

100 percent on everything and on my team

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

Relying on myself

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense