This is a song about "Social workers"

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

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Im a peacemaker i resolve all the world's social conflicts

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

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

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

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

Your fuckin’ neighborhood doesn’t determine your social class,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

But if your not coming, know that i already give your family my best regards!

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