This is a song about "Razer keyboard"

Maybe i'm only using a brain, keyboard and a cursor

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

You can't keep up with my flow? sorry must be this keyboard,

Maybe i'm only using a brain, keyboard and a cursor

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

With another tab open swearing from my keyboard

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Who only knows how to flow like a dopey keyboard marketer

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Keyboard classes couldn't help you get pussy, you're too pale,

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Instead of waiting by your keyboard for me to turn a phrase,