This is a song about "Social issu"

I've become immune to you no name haters

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

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

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

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

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

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

For him relationship is a social experiment

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

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

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass