This is a song about "Past problems"

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

The solution to all my problems

You stood me up and i understand

Attacked by martyrs of the past

Got a nigga in her face just gassed

That we can't forget the past.

I've enough problems to deal with

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Lets just say i had problems

The game of love

Sometimes you got problems

And stressed... about my white past

About disaster in the world and