This is a song about "Media"

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

But the media, fuck it, 'cuz it's a lower class household,

Media tells constant lies and repeats them in loops

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

But the media, fuck it, 'cuz it's a lower class household,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

Labeled with the same intoxication that the media persuaded him to do this

The media said they've handled bullying with "effectiveness"

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

The media brainwashed me , and i believed it/

And served it to the public on a silver platter

But the media seems to think that’s what we’re all after

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Shit on the media, make the mainstream precarious