This is a song about "Broke nigga problems"

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

If your broke its cuz i broke you

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

On top of that, i’m broke

Let's have a toast for this new love

Like it might solve their problems

Don't get me wrong, they always had problems

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Interior, inferior, star-spangled banner

Hang your problems on a hanger

And broke multiple laws

And of course, my car's off course

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

Was a ghost at the most, broke

I fucking hate this job