This is a song about "Fuck the social workers"

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

* originally appeared on the "still smokin': chronic 2000" compilation

Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress

I just play my part make moves like chess

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

Social conditioning and

But got comma’s in my statement

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

Peep me how i'm raising up the capital from nathan

When its actually just a social occasion

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words