This is a song about "Technology"

Creating new technology, containing pornography,

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

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

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Hide behind technology sayin you go hard

Im just a man writin rhymes harder than technology

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

We used to be societies that would innovate technology,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

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

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

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree