This is a song about "Social darwinism"

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

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

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

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

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

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

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

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