This is a song about "Problem child"

Thats what child support did,

To mcs that don't rhyme good

They say nothings ever free

Problem? take it to maury

And no bitch you're not with child,

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind

But if you got a fucking problem

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

I guess now you know what i went through as a child

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

I bake the cake but you can't get a crumb

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

They tryin to say that i don't care

Child support and welfare

If you gotta problem

For those whey no fit dey fix son