This is a song about "Keyboard"

With another tab open swearing from my keyboard

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

To my keyboard so i won't be bored and i can see more unencumbered

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

Instead of waiting by your keyboard for me to turn a phrase,

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Maybe i'm only using a brain, keyboard and a cursor

No more keyboard plotting, its time to start the propping, i know i'm a problem

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Keyboard classes couldn't help you get pussy, you're too pale,

You can't keep up with my flow? sorry must be this keyboard,

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort