This is a song about "Social services"

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

She had few friends, because her social skills were none

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

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

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

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Weezy and dem' other rappers disposed of, social movements

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

For him relationship is a social experiment