This is a song about "Social media pressures"

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

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

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

And blacks have stereotypes portrayed by the media,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

So dunn stay silent

Social conditioning and

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit