This is a song about "Issues"

It's so simple all these issues when i blatantly rhyme,

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

‘cuz you’re acting like a motherfucking fag with daddy issues,

But i feel like i should be able to tell someone about my issues..

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Had to deal with all the issues

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

So i gotta couple issues,

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Where the thing is amazing

All these issues i'm facing

Yeah, look here i pay dues

And i have trust issues