This is a song about "Issue"

You're a worst issue,

You good man, we don't want you

We gotta get back to what really matters

Sat on the curb, since birth, my mental issue is earth,

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

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Red down no mustard.trust it, cupid dazed her issue she in love

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

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

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Issue that essential to solve is part of rap falls blind

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

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school