This is a song about "Pc miler"

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

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

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

You're on this site with your purchased pc