This is a song about "Not my problem"

That fucking tornado. whatever the problem, death or hell. i'm not taking shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Or a measure of a fortune more awesome

Yea i need buck thats my fuckin problem

For fear is not a problem no longer,

And then along came the wrong man for her

Carolina where i made it from

Never even mentioned you had a problem.

It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

But for real, that's a problem on my end

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done