Grab a nigga and take me to heaven
She had few friends, because her social skills were none
But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned
Bottom row of the bronze and gold social ladder, bother? don't
I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game
The social outcast but everybody knew his name.
When its actually just a social occasion
It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done
Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,
Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse
Weezy and dem' other rappers disposed of, social movements
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word
The stress and all the social work, makes you wanna go berserk,
Social conditioning and
She got me caught up in the moment
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