This is a song about "Social media pressures"

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

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

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

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

Media circulation only inspires evacuation

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

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

When its actually just a social occasion

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun