This is a song about "Real social dynamics"

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer

Has the power to make them laws that maintain our social order.

Social life hit on the back, now this shit's gonna last

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

The stress and all the social work, makes you wanna go berserk,

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Ghost in the hook so real

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Cause real niggas do real things

Gave me head just to fit in with them, that's social psychology.

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

No gimmick: real time, real heart

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane