This is a song about "Social media pressures"

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

For him relationship is a social experiment

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

And blacks have stereotypes portrayed by the media,

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Media circulation only inspires evacuation

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

But the media, fuck it, 'cuz it's a lower class household,

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Shit on the media, make the mainstream precarious

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

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

So i suggest your change your media immediately

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey