This is a song about "Social media pressures"

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

The media brainwashed me , and i believed it/

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Im a peacemaker i resolve all the world's social conflicts

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

You never play with young boys cause they never private

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

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

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze