This is a song about "Social media pressures"

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

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

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

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Media turned justice into reality tv,

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

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

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