This is a song about "Laptop invaded"

It's like you dropped your laptop without backing up your memory

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

One night love: i'mma need that

I got a laptop in my back pocket

I got a laptop in my back pocket

This is like love, that you can never get

Dont get ya fucking hood invaded

Smoke ? you know it taste good

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

I rhyme like a laptop to get a rap prop

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

My laptop just laying on my desk, wondering what's gonna' happen next