This is a song about "Keyboard"

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

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

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

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

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

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

That's why forever i love seldom and trust never

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

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

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

With another tab open swearing from my keyboard