This is a song about "Social media pressures"

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

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

Shit on the media, make the mainstream precarious

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

When its actually just a social occasion

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

I rock awesomley, the offspring of the flawless brings game

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

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

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

Yet the media hides it,