This is a song about "Social media pressures"

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

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Shit on the media, make the mainstream precarious

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Media tells constant lies and repeats them in loops

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

For him relationship is a social experiment

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

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

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