This is a song about "Resources of technology"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

We used to be societies that would innovate technology,

Told me sleep was important, technology can wait for later

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Im just a man writin rhymes harder than technology

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Hide behind technology sayin you go hard

Like a small garage in your backyard

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Of which im not exactly proud of,

No rations or resources for eating//

Light skinned women, all sex everything