This is a song about "Im her problem"

I love you and im sorry then her eyes closed as he is holding her lifeless

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Say you through will all my foul ways

Im lookin at her face

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

And im god, she on her ker knees for me

When im at front im looking at her cleavage,

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

Shes addicted to me, like im her drug

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

And ride with a star, yeah i told her that im famous

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Im in her white house like a politic

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Ask her what's the problem she'll tell you its nothing

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin