This is a song about "First world problems"

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Like it might solve their problems

All we need is convienient love

The solution to all my problems

Shit, in this white man's world

I’ll go easy at first

Don’t answer about your problems

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Who know this be the life that i really live

I've enough problems to deal with

First world problems written through the spittin verse hurled till it blossoms

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Sometimes you got problems

Good kids make bad grown ups