This is a song about "Internet technology"

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

We used to be societies that would innovate technology,

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Stead of havin to learn from internet sites/

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Now don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with the technology,

Im just a man writin rhymes harder than technology

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Told me sleep was important, technology can wait for later

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

So it's gonna go on the internet