This is a song about "Social meadis"

* originally appeared on the "still smokin': chronic 2000" compilation

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Gave me head just to fit in with them, that's social psychology.

I'll shove bastard down your throat, regurgitate my excrement

For him relationship is a social experiment

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

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

The stress and all the social work, makes you wanna go berserk,

I heard that loves forever my love gonna be much shorter

Has the power to make them laws that maintain our social order.

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

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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