This is a song about "My problems"

Using my mind, to solve these problems

Thought this was forever love

Sometimes you got problems

My nigga, its all love

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

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

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

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

I see that i've got problems in my own life, in my grown ass style.

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

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

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Everybody have's small problems

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

The solution to all my problems

I can teach you all the sounds of love