This is a song about "Internet boyfriend"

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

My boyfriend is clever

I pipe in and one night her

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

You internet tough guys are all the same.

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Livestock looked after by herders,probation for internet surfers

Unlimited powers, crash the internet for hours

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Without money you couldn't be a internet emcee

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Tramps on the internet, jerks with dick pics sent

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent