This is a song about "Social security"

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

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

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

The homeland security gaffeled me over seas

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

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Social conditioning and

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Whilst these others fucks workin security guard