This is a song about "Pc parts"

I chill now...cop a little ice later

And i wanted all parts of her

With parts of their body through the mail

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

Into literates with their spare parts,

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

All on the furniture with no regards

I hope you brought new body parts,

And she wanted no parts of me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby