This is a song about "Personal problems"

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Hang your problems on a hanger

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Lets just say i had problems

See boy she been in love

Amen, they say you only live once

The solution to all my problems

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Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins

We don't ever make love

Mo' money, mo' problems

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

To further personal gain and interest, and see there's evidence,