This is a song about "Socail media"

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

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

After ripping his head off he's instantly thinking about how he's gonna suck some penis

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

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

Shit on the media, make the mainstream precarious

The media implores, that knowledge will corrupt the core

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

So the ability to hit the loins of the media see admittedly

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

This hype ass media sayin you gotta be this or do that

This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had