This is a song about "Thomas pc"

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Your pc must have a virus after that shit you spit

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I'm the real o. g on the pc, shoot g. a. t. t's need some vitamin oh gee!

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

You write hah that's cute i create bars that my pc can't compute

God mc oh my god you gotta see

You're on this site with your purchased pc

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Let me rideuntil i get free

You got nothing but your goddamn pc