This is a song about "Being social"

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Or was i just a desolate being

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Has the power to make them laws that maintain our social order.

I’m being sarcastic,

I'm on my own shit

The stress and all the social work, makes you wanna go berserk,

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Gave me head just to fit in with them, that's social psychology.

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Social life hit on the back, now this shit's gonna last