She had few friends, because her social skills were none
See with a district columbia vision
Wish you was around now to see what i've become see
Media turned justice into reality tv,
The social outcast but everybody knew his name.
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain
Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,
There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers
So you can call this poetic justice.
But i guess that shit's just tough love
I guarantee our change whatever we go through
Ima do the world a justice by ridding it of you
When its actually just a social occasion
I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one
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