This is a song about "How i handle problems"

Rhymes that i spit won't be to hard for you to handle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Summon up the devil i can handle him, it's cool

I'm high,but i still can handle wheels

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

People say i'm evil that i might have problems

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Uhh i cant handle the crap i get from home

I hear "i can't handle this shit, i need a handle to help me handle this shit"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I found a solution to all my stress and problems/