This is a song about "Social sucide"

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

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

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

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

For him relationship is a social experiment

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

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

This a different motor man better go to work

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

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