This is a song about "Golf problems"

With no problems to tell

Dmv they know me well

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

Using my mind, to solve these problems

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

I am the one ...i am above the law out playin golf wid the judge,

See boy she been in love

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Don't get me wrong, they always had problems

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I found a solution to all my stress and problems/

On the slow jam of love

Mo' money, mo' problems

Rub the wood and ima show em love

The solution to all my problems