This is a song about "Pc"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

You write hah that's cute i create bars that my pc can't compute

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

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!

You're on this site with your purchased pc

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that