This is a song about "Social media pressures"

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

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Yeah they always defend you, look how they say your name

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

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

When its actually just a social occasion

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

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

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

So i suggest your change your media immediately

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see