This is a song about "Social workers"

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Condoleezza, this is lyrical ether

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Weezy and dem' other rappers disposed of, social movements

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

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

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

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

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

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

For him relationship is a social experiment