This is a song about "Google"

Sorry, i know that words to big for you, she bout to look that shit up on google

I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Google it if you don't know the meaning of it

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

You're gonna need to google my words judging by your verses you lack

Own shit i bet you can make good music without taking it off of google or other

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Direct shit like google maps

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Sorry, i know that words to big for you, she bout to look that shit up on google

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

These dudes are more useless than a google plus 1 button.

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Wanna know more? then go & do a google search on it