This is a song about "Social sucide"

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

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

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

To this day, the game, will never be the same

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

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Social conditioning and

As i said, i'm evil, my rhyming ain't feeble, i knock the beatles of the charts

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

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

When its actually just a social occasion