This is a song about "Programmers"

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

Sitting on the high tops sniping you targets,

You all suck, this is easy, this comment screams read me,

Ma'am i know it hurts, and i'm so sorry but yo boy was tryna harm me

Make emcees vomit then i comment of how the want to commit

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit