This is a song about "A problem"

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

With a shrink i felt the problem must be dealt,

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem

John rocket atlanta's bravest know that i'm awesome

I've made so many mistakes that started to pose a problem,

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

I got a problem, i cant concentrate

But if you got a fucking problem

Vijay singh and all of them

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Meanwhile a problem rose...

No sensuality you said it wasn't a problem eating these pussies

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

And knock billiards out of your business, ya bitch

So i had no problem when i left em in a ditch