This is a song about "Lifes problems"

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Lifes great when you play for my team

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Shit my lifes perfect cept for that curse

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

All we need is convienient love

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

Mo' money, mo' problems

Rub the wood and ima show em love

That got your mother high

Lifes a bitch than ya die,

Well my lifes a question that needs answering,

Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting

The only time i flirt with her

Hang your problems on a hanger