Cut and paste my soul to a new drive
I don't do what I'm told, I'm a cool guy
Ice so froze like snow, only fools lie
I might take your hoe, like the pool guy
Webcam ghost, I glow, living net life
Passwords never show, I protect mine
She might ring my phone in the late night
Open my window, get my flashlight
Bic.com, everybody logging on
They hear my songs and they start to sing along
I don't need cash, no, I don't need cars
'Cause my speed too fast and my cache too large (2x)