This is a song about "Internet"

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

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

Wonderin why everyone's so persistent thunderin in telling me what to do,

Stead of havin to learn from internet sites/

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

I dont use the internet for my rhymes im old school always have an encyclopedia,

In the rule book, it states equality inbetween race, but not even in the

Unlimited powers, crash the internet for hours

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

We're both just typing on the internet in the end

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

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

He told me it was nas,i blasted off to the internet to search his debut album

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb