Sprites

Bugs, gremlins, devils, sprites
Yeah
Digital sprites
They done surround your brain like soul train
Mischievious, trying to sabotage your whole game
Beware, always disable your damn webcam
Or end up like «Fam, where the fuck is my hand?»
They’re like the flesh eating virus, but zeros and ones
And if they ever take over, fuck heroes and guns
They got the digi-death rays and trolling cancer patients
If you wanna be a cunt you will find them inspirational
They lurk in the back with spyware
Pissing in your suit like «Fuck it, it’s my year.»
Booby trap your house with the cherry bomb arsenal
Lurking behind mirrors and doors, laughing hard at you
As the pie slams into your grill
They hack your Facebook status with a mission to kill
Writing dummy shit, like «Justin Bieber’s so sexy and tall»
And so and so soul sucks kangaroo balls
They made world rap famous for all the hat makers
And even made a lane for all the rap haters
The illest one out of the swarm
Will fill up your bosses email with hardcore porn
If you miss a bus or a train, it will sabotage
They are to blame for everything, not the avatar
Doing everything in their power to make you look like the odd one
For real, this is a problem