This is a song about "First world problems"

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

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

That's why i shine like i does

Mo' money, mo' problems

Like it might solve their problems

I think found where your mind was

But he don't rule a thing

Cant escape the problems he's facing,

I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

I've enough problems to deal with

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith