This is a song about "Social networks"

This a different motor man better go to work

The stress and all the social work, makes you wanna go berserk,

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Social conditioning and

But nah, he is quite different

For him relationship is a social experiment

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Weezy and dem' other rappers disposed of, social movements

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

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

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

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

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

Social life hit on the back, now this shit's gonna last

I understand i'm back by popular demand