This is a song about "Keyboard cowboy"

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

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

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

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

With another tab open swearing from my keyboard

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

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

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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