This is a song about "Pc gamers"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

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

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

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

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

You're on this site with your purchased pc