This is a song about "Social media pressures"

The pressures getting to my head, so i gotta release/

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

Yet the media hides it,

I was on my sway shit

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.