This is a song about "Social torture"

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

Demons torture me in my sleep

I heard that loves forever my love gonna be much shorter

Music now days is torture,bloody knuckle with a quarter,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Anyway now that your in my torture chamber

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I can construct torture devices not known to the middle ages

You done put two of america's most wanted in the same

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

No matter what the torture

I pipe in and one night her

Social conditioning and

And more than confident