This is a song about "Love craft"

That's that computer love

But you hate them navel kisses

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

This diabolical craft

And everybody's having sex

If they laughed at the craft i know i'd regress

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

Remember craft adventure elite defender

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Flow is so back 2 future, tactic sutures wrapped this craft for juniors

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

That we can't forget the past

That's that computer love

I'm breathing for a purpose