This is a song about "Social status"

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Go to school, practice conforming to become cool, to increase my status.

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

Im a peacemaker i resolve all the world's social conflicts

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Let's have a toast for this new love

Fuck betta go check on my status!

I feel im the best just aint got the status yet.

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

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