This is a song about "Internet explorer"

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

You cant afford the internet, so the only thing you have to jack off to is

You looking like dora the explorer

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

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

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

Trying out this internet shit

I know the world been waiting for that

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Stead of havin to learn from internet sites/

So it's gonna go on the internet

And please never disrespect my set

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

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

At like the age of five making power points creative slides i never really had to

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