This is a song about "People troubles"

Never troubled by my troubles cause ill sin my way out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

The root of all evil

Inhabit the minds of people

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Dont we have enough death , people

Reflecting on our troubles is what heals us, and the past, it hurts,

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Told the boy to put all his troubles aside

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

And in fact i can’t deny

People steal, people die,

Inhabit the minds of people

As i light one for ill will

Like people meeting people online,

And now these hoes are on my line