This is a song about "Internet explorer"

And anyway, you hear all of these bad things about the internet,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

So it's gonna go on the internet

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

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

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

Unlimited powers, crash the internet for hours

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Trying out this internet shit

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

You see, the internet is bad for you in every way,

Cuz on the internet, you all talk,

A bitch ain't nothin' but a dog

Fire your guns in explorer as it stands as the battle field,

But i told my self "don't falter dawg, you know you're a beast