This is a song about "Social anthropology"

But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

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

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

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

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

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks

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

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

When its actually just a social occasion