This is a song about "Not my problem"

I'm not white i fake it.. accept it, you can't faze me, you're a problem i face daily

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

You got a problem with my ass and then you talk so big

If you gotta problem

If a nigga didn't fake like them

I have no fucking problem or whores in my life

She don't really care about anyone advice

Let us take a trip to my first problem

I just wanna go to the slum

Even my own problem i just rap them out

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Problem solving, extracurricular thrills, you'll slowly dissolve like my flow needs to chill.

A line after line printed fluently, grammar stupidly, horrendous, still