This is a song about "Issue"

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

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

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

Issue that essential to solve is part of rap falls blind

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.

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

You're a worst issue,

I ain't tryna diss you

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

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

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

The issue with that shit is that i don't give a fuck