This is a song about "Diversity workplace flatter background performance speculate social ties"

In the background but i'm

I'm running out of time

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

But got comma’s in my statement

And ties me to the pavement

I beat faces ti'll there flatter than tablets,

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Elegant performance, bubble lex full insurance

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

I got two bitches they both wear bow ties

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Social conditioning and

Dc star, a pg legend