This is a song about "Pc parts"

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

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

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Detach you like you need parts

Finish line with the tire marks

And now that i’m getting money

And she wanted no parts of me

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Its small enough to swallow and its got sharp parts

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

The spark that ignites and tears us apart like two parts

As i said, i'm evil, my rhyming ain't feeble, i knock the beatles of the charts

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

And she wanted the parts of my friend