This is a song about "Bitch you my problem"

Saying my song is ass lemme see you try bitch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Caused a problem in my evolution

Two dyke bitches while i'm filmin' them picnic, yum

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

So the spaces you find, fucked up as my mind is bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

But if you got a fucking problem

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Never even mentioned you had a problem.

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Either which way you leaving my bitch

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Killa you already know harlem