This is a song about "Social media pressures"

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

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

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

For him relationship is a social experiment

When its actually just a social occasion

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

The media said they've handled bullying with "effectiveness"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush