This is a song about "Programmer write in laws"

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

It's moe, all i need is more chips

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

My rhyming's contained in the slightest haze, you couldn't write this way

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

It's written in the constitution and in the laws of fbi, cia, or csi

Or be able to write in any of the cyphers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

I write about your part in my life life life

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

And on the stone write the epitaph in pen,