This is a song about "Social studie"

Put the purp in the blunt

Social conditioning and

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

For him relationship is a social experiment

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

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

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

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

Has the power to make them laws that maintain our social order.

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author