This is a song about "Overcoming problems"

Let's have a toast for this new love

Everybody have's small problems

She need now, she ain't never needed love

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

We pay for lottery tickets, problems in disappearance

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

With psychological problems i live a constant cycle

Cant escape the problems he's facing,

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

Always knew where the pot was

Don’t answer about your problems

So many problems with all our communities,

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

Using my mind, to solve these problems

But most times darling the sequel sucks