This is a song about "Like i ain t got no wifi"

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

Got no disabilities like other aborigines

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

And i could see you coming home after work late

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

I refuse to be another being on this earth