This is a song about "Marriage problems"

Don’t answer about your problems

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

But if i force it there will be fuckin problems

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Lately been writing poems

The solution to all my problems

That scary love, never get married love

Women troubles family problems

See boy she been in love

Mo' money, mo' problems

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

Middle east/ an arranged marriage , had not choice but to be/

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

They giving pounds and that before get the money