This is a song about "Social workers"

Social revolutions, staying focused to do shit

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Weezy and dem' other rappers disposed of, social movements

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

* originally appeared on the "still smokin': chronic 2000" compilation

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

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

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth