This is a song about "I spit of the dome"

I got computer technology inside of my dome

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Sleeping in the ground on a mound full of shit i'll spit on your tomb, i would've even

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

You're the punch line of every rhyme that i spit.

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

It's a sad thing, the dumb shit that comes out of your stupid dome

Im writing this off the dome and i can still win

Everybody finger point in your direction

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

I like to roam like my dome find me in the road

I spit these words to try and reverse the curse of our universe

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Thousands of people gazing over what i spit