This is a song about "Golf problems"

If y’all important, i come at you, firing poems

Tell 'em about your attitude problems

For the most part those blocks get bogart

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems

Together all the timethought it was true love

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Women troubles family problems

We don't ever make love

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

This isnt golf this is a blisterin' assault

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

The solution to all my problems

Always knew where the pot was