This is a song about "Political problems"

This is a political statement, things won't stay dim for even the bravest,

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

In a political sin wreck, we deserve subliminal respect,

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Lets just say i had problems

Let's have a toast for this new love

And i ain't goin' well

With no problems to tell

Tell 'em about your attitude problems

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Hang your problems on a hanger

Drowning in the political soup

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

I know the road i'm taking

Cant escape the problems he's facing,