This is a song about "The way technology works"

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

But that bitch works up the audacity to tell me who i

All this paper i fold

Inspiration works two-fold.

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

//instrumental works well with the flow- wish there was more of a 'clap' in the beat

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

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

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Works quicker than anti-depressants, get the picture

Well they're wrong, have a look around, mate it's technology!

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Guess that's how the world works today

Then some lady named billie holiday

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?