Windows 98

[Verse 1: Tim Cross]
As we go our separate ways and we meet our desperate days
When we see our single like as suicidal standards
I see you status I fathom a nigga grabbin' your ass
You dressin' up for him like it's a beauty pageant
Half the rappin' I stew describe the actions you do
Done being after you, I no longer care
Your long hair just means that you're a virus with attachments
If I don't like you, I'm a faggot, but look I'm done with that

You are just a fucking virus
You are just a fucking virus

I had Norton, but that shit ain't help though
Tried to call for help though, and she broke my cellphone
Now she's on my ringtone, but she couldn't sing though
I just hit vibrate, every time in came on
And my hardware's fuckedup. She could hardly care
I guess I'm soft there. I should be software
I got no developer, spittin' for the hell of it
I'm sure to her program I am of no relevance
Error 909, there're probably other digits
I fixed a lot of shit, but this I can not figure
Ctrl+Alt+Delete ain't workin' for a nigga
Why call Geek Squad to help me with the bitches? (bitches)
Why call Geek Squad to help me with the bitches?
She opened up a tab, and now I can't a escape her
Emitted vapors in the air, deleted all my favorites
Turned my bones to dust, and then my skin to paper;
After she was done, infected all my neighbors
I thought it was a virus. It's more like a plague
Cover up your neck cause she comin' for your head
Cover up your neck cause she comin' for your head

[Verse 2: NTHNG Pablo]
Comin' for your screen with a screw loose, wired up
Tired of getting minimized by girls that never liked me much
Such behaviors make it hard for me to give fucks
Stuck in Windows 98 instead of 7 (seven)
Can't afford 8, lost my disk for Vista
XP never appealed, I'd treat her like my sister
So I try to keep her up to date, cause she's what I care for
But I guess I can't 98 is full of errors

She is full of full of fucking errors
She she she is, she is, full of fucking errors

Searching for solutions on the internet forums
For us I see the issue as connection, I miss you
You never dial up, I guess you got wifi
And asked yourself why you're with a guy like I, sigh
I sort of wish that we could back up
Or made a backup, plan, incase you gave up
But I didn't so, now your just forgetting stuff
Like my birthday, and the fact that I hate my first name
But I love you. I only hate your operating system
Since it pushed me out your memory and keeps me at a distance
Tried to hit your start button but that that mission was impossible
Guess we'll restart, but that just seems improbable
I-I-I guess we'll restart, but that just seems improbable

[Hook: Both]
Seven-Seven on some Windows 98 shit
Girls fucked us over but none of them are rapists
Hope you know you'll get a song if you cross me
[NTHNG Pablo]
Good job Crossley. Yo, yo, yo, good job Crossley