This is a song about "Social security"

Bottom row of the bronze and gold social ladder, bother? don't

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Social conditioning and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Whilst these others fucks workin security guard

Security is shouting that i gotta get out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

I've become immune to you no name haters

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see