This is a song about "Social media pressures"

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

When its actually just a social occasion

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

Yet the media hides it,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

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

Shit on the media, make the mainstream precarious

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

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

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

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free