This is a song about "Pc"

You write hah that's cute i create bars that my pc can't compute

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Once as a slave who imagined being free

You're on this site with your purchased pc

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Lack control like a pc game, purposely in grew my toenail for when pe came

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit