This is a song about "Drinking problem"

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

When they here today what you say to them

Will be drinking like were insane

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

The door crack, niggas all black

Drinking roc like its tap

If you gotta problem

But that’s just life, where i’m from

I know you ain't the fucking problem

Catch you up on places i've been

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Make them more insecure when they caught one