This is a song about "Politically and socially conscious"

But truth's there attached to me, i'm socially awkward

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

But i'm feeling conscious in the process of enlightenment,

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

These voices become your conscious getting louder everyday.

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Yo conscious shit makin me fall six feet deep/

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

To this day i will leave you and your conscious to be the final judge

Socially i flourish,

I can taste the salt from my tears

Respect my conglomerate, 'cuz it's obvious that the conscious,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

It's a beautiful bliss

And i was conscious of this.