This is a song about "It s niggah hunting season lost sheep stay sleepy dreaming understandings misunderstood back to the future came to the hood with social media and the matrix caught us slipping on facebook trying to catch likes like paychecks cause we hooked hoodwinked and"

Scrap back to the block cause it be bouncing like a pogo

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

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

But now invisible cells around your brain

And it worked, though it hurts to call names, #the #bitch #came

So when the dealers came hunting i had no place to hide

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

The media just loves to portray it, flippin', poppin' shit,

Cause the moods that get attracted and then try to hang with us

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Trying to get out of the hood on the wish of a star

Everytime you come around

Give back to the hood like nino brown