This is a song about "Social media pressures"

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

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,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Media tells constant lies and repeats them in loops

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

For him relationship is a social experiment

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

So i suggest your change your media immediately

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Social conditioning and

Put the purp in the blunt