This is a song about "Thomas pc"

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

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Lack control like a pc game, purposely in grew my toenail for when pe came

I just want somebody i can see

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

You're on this site with your purchased pc

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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