This is a song about "Social life"

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Social conditioning and

For him relationship is a social experiment

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

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

Im a peacemaker i resolve all the world's social conflicts

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

Hold on..i'll catch y'all up in the next life

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Chorus: ? life, life, life.. life is a pain.

Invited to this new life

Sky high, iced out paradise