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,

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

When its actually just a social occasion

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

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Poor white people are never portrayed by our media,

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

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

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

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Media circulation only inspires evacuation