This is a song about "Problem"

Killa you already know harlem

But if you got a fucking problem

Government tells us we have freedom, no one sees a problem

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

Caused a problem in my evolution

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come