This is a song about "Issue"

It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

I feel like it's an issue that we need to tackle

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

Issue that essential to solve is part of rap falls blind

Make an issue of me dissin' you with lines colder than an igloo

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

You bout the issue bro, cus ive been though more shit then a tissue roll.

You're a worst issue,

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

We need to talk about this issue, every minute's the limit,

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute