This is a song about "Environmental issues"

Deal with your issues, everyone's got them

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade

How about the issues of the uneducated

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

( its like, i never wanna talk about my issues cause i always-

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Truth be told i have some issues that i fail to mention

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Had to deal with all the issues

But i feel like i should be able to tell someone about my issues..

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose