This is a song about "Pc miler"

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

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

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

You're on this site with your purchased pc

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

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

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

You got nothing but your goddamn pc