This is a song about "Social distortion"

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

There’s so much distortion and everythings outta proportion

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

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

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

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

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

For him relationship is a social experiment

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

When its actually just a social occasion

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them