This is a song about "Issue"

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Get porunga to give you bigger balls so you'd issue

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

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

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

Issue that essential to solve is part of rap falls blind

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Lobster over salmon and i ain't ever tried to tuna you

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

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

I was twelve when the gunned you

You're a worst issue,