This is a song about "Resources of technology"

I got computer technology inside of my dome

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

No rations or resources for eating//

With a note there and im thinking of reading

Of the book of your life

Rollin' down the four o five

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Afraid to vacate from the cage that the technology has gave kids

And i been all around the world

Of being of always getting wired

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

And brain washed them all by attaching technology to their eyeballs,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology