This is a song about "Love computer"

Notice me for who i am, going headstrong as a determined ram. no capacity for

Inspired by those around me, required to rhyme to become a leader and to leave this computer,

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes

Supersonic future with computer shit spits quick, bionic

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Reading your so called rap almost made me break my computer.

My garments shouldn’t be here, i’m somewhere near the future

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes