This is a song about "Social"

It regret , social situations still find it hard to connect , we dont choose the cards

But if your not coming, know that i already give your family my best regards!

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

Bottom row of the bronze and gold social ladder, bother? don't

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

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

When its actually just a social occasion

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

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