This is a song about "Social justice warriors"

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

I want justice not necessarily meaning peace,

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

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

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Nigga i'm so scandalous

Ever heard of poetic justice?

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

When its actually just a social occasion

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds