This is a song about "Tanky online"

My moral of this rhyme, is to watch your back online,

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

He started to sing and then post it online

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

These nigguhs is not who they is online

I guess you're gonna come online and oppose, i suppose

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Is you can't trust anybody when you meet 'em online

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Like people meeting people online,

Private plane, my seat recline

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

All your memories are in vids online and pic online

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Online this is for the public to stop your punk shit