This is a song about "Server"

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Customize a server instance like a model train

I'll beat the fuck out your bitch anonymous, ike turner

Strengthening our special bond that parting could never server.

Had a friend of mine try to use my server last

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past