This is a song about "Social class"

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

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

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

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Social conditioning and

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone

She had few friends, because her social skills were none