This is a song about "Social workers"

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

But make it in time for shitty re-runs of rocket power

I've become immune to you no name haters

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Social conditioning and

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

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

For him relationship is a social experiment

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

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

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

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

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Weezy and dem' other rappers disposed of, social movements

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love