This is a song about "Pc"

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

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

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

You're on this site with your purchased pc

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

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

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit