This is a song about "Social justice"

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Media turned justice into reality tv,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Which i planted to grow and freely provide justice through poetry,

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

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

They run away from justice but i'll squish like they were maggots

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

We gotta get back to what really matters

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

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path