This is a song about "Social media pressures"

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

When we've carried on and never get portrayed by the media,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Media circulation only inspires evacuation

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

So i suggest your change your media immediately

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

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Yet the media hides it,

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

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass