This is a song about "I have too much trouble"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Causing so much trouble when i was sixteen , my mother was patient noone could ever

I feel like my life was in too much of a rush

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I feel like i have too much fucking resistance against my existence.

When i ate too much onion chutney

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

I love her,but damn,she brings too much trouble

And my only fear's a wedding ring

How much potential i have, it's confirming/

It wasn't something i said, or i'd have trouble with the agency,

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

But yet i have so much to say