This is a song about "Technology natural disaster"

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Electronically, technology the best

This is a disaster,

My records sell, yes sir

my life turned out to be a disaster,

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

That i will leave earth with her

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Pause, the only thing we need for is math and technology,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Cant help my actions, they come natural

I'm no stress-reliever, no natural born leader/

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

But thats ya natural habitat,

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back