This is a song about "It stress me out"

I’ll have no lies, rap’s so dry, i can’t stress it enough,

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Leave it to me and i can take my anger out on someone again

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Screamin' out these hollers 'til i'm deaf from this lethal stress

And i'm plantin money trees but they don't bring me stress

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

But it was just me handing out new shit you couldn't handle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure

You're uncool like my mother kin

Work stress gives me direction

It was the best sex it grosses me out

Get yours; you know what this about