Gave me head just to fit in with them, that's social psychology.
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
600 benz, condo six hundred grand
In real life an outcast,
And kids who feel like outcast just sit with blaring headphones,
No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose
But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,
I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame
Unify them, mob through, take over and
I have a crown that labels me as outcast
Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and
For him relationship is a social experiment
Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
Has the power to make them laws that maintain our social order.
Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author
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