This is a song about "My problems"

When did my problems get so deep?

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

You don't want my 99 at ya feet, that'll be 198 problems with this beef,

And i be throwing my problems on you as if its your responsibility,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Don’t answer about your problems

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

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

But in the scheme of things, my problems are nothing

There are so many problems in my life that i gotta get past

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Amen, they say you only live once

Like it might solve their problems