This is a song about "Social media pressures"

Media turned justice into reality tv,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

When its actually just a social occasion

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

See with a district columbia vision

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

When we've carried on and never get portrayed by the media,

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

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

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Media tells constant lies and repeats them in loops