This is a song about "My curse"

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

The universe is diverse but stuck me with this curse

Making human so perverse as if it's a spell or a curse

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

I sit in my room and curse the heavens

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Leaving you with problems like sewage, could be a blessing and a damn curse/

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

You just trynna be haters

I promised momma that i wouldn't curse,

Now i'll haunt you like a curse taunt you 'til you reverse

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Got so many witches, the curse pile's running low

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though