This is a song about "Social services"

Celebrate the very day that i get past

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

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

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

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

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

It regret , social situations still find it hard to connect , we dont choose the cards

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

When its actually just a social occasion

And the man knew her services carried a price

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

For him relationship is a social experiment

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

This a different motor man better go to work

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