This is a song about "Gaming pc"

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Which to me looks like your doing more gaming, then rhyming,

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

You're on this site with your purchased pc

Now i know a lotta styles, some see