This is a song about "Social media pressures"

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

I turned into something they never became

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

The media brainwashed me , and i believed it/

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

But the media, fuck it, 'cuz it's a lower class household,

For him relationship is a social experiment

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

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

And blacks have stereotypes portrayed by the media,

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Yet the media hides it,

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit