This is a song about "Gtx 970"

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

You should make the right choice and go towards the light

They say that i never cease to amaze

Locked in my cellar and i binge for days

This is no trial, this a closed case

Trapped in my own self, i'm amaze

When i'm after you, you won't have to think twice

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

I heard that statistic i almost cried

I'll end your life the first time, every time, right

Cool cucumber, smooth charmer, snake bite

I know your man ain't lovin you right

That shit is mad depressin, bringin me down

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

She told me one thing, imma paraphrase