This is a song about "Fucking problems"

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Mo' money, mo' problems

But if i force it there will be fuckin problems

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Like it might solve their problems

We don't ever make love

Girl problems? talk it out. guy problems? shotgun out!

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

Take her back to where i live

I've enough problems to deal with

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Sit in the water let the ocean wash away the problems.

Tell 'em about your attitude problems

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

This is heaven on hell

With no problems to tell