This is a song about "Internet"

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

Lyrics the bitch got an internet on rap battling time spent, but my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Without money you couldn't be a internet emcee

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

Livestock looked after by herders,probation for internet surfers

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Trying out this internet shit

Cuz on the internet, you all talk,

A bitch ain't nothin' but a dog

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

You internet tough guys are all the same.

E-v-i-l cant you see this is i-r-l, do i gotta spit some internet slang to get it threw to you

Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to