This is a song about "Pc master race"

Undercover to free the human race,

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Cuz im the female rapping master

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Can't stop so do you want to race,

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Give players plenty space

It feels like a big race,

You're the servant, i'm the master.

That's a t-rex in a v-neck for the rapture

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Dont run now, this is not a race