This is a song about "Pc parts"

But two parts each bein half.

She graduated top of the class

I hope you brought new body parts,

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

But five years from now i bet she see

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

You're on this site with your purchased pc

Detach you like you need parts

I got these tats all on my arms

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

The spark that ignites and tears us apart like two parts