This is a song about "Social media pressures"

And blacks have stereotypes portrayed by the media,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Media turned justice into reality tv,

My father never seen me, the nigga probably stevie

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun

When its actually just a social occasion

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

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

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

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

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

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash