This is a song about "Without internet"

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

He told me it was nas,i blasted off to the internet to search his debut album

We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out

You're somethin i can't live without

The anonymity of the internet makes idiots brave

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

We're both just typing on the internet in the end

I dont use the internet for my rhymes im old school always have an encyclopedia,

From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Trying out this internet shit

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Without you i'm like grass without the colour green