This is a song about "Fucked society"

What them tippers don't see

This is the same society

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

If released society will be insane

On society, a travesty that must be eliminated

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

What is society turning into?

Not just myself, but most of society

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

See society how i can

They talk say cool jew na the man

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Born into a society run by superior races.

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,