This is a song about "Thomas pc"

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

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

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

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

You got nothing but your goddamn pc

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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