This is a song about "Bitch you my problem"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

You got a problem with my ass and then you talk so big

If you bitch asked for my autograph

So chase the air hide your stash

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Sponge bob you a square, i'm a pi problem

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Saying my song is ass lemme see you try bitch

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Caused a problem in my evolution

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Never even mentioned you had a problem.

Bitch i thought you knew that i didnt owe you, so suck my umbrella in this bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Yea i need buck thats my fuckin problem

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them