This is a song about "The society"

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Because you're apart of society,

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Just can't stand society with all the glitz and glam

Not just myself, but most of society

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Believe in a christian society,

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

In the society you're the blank paper, stagnate as everything moves around ya

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Cant blame society, for the rioting,no sobriety,

So we blame this mother fucking society

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see