This is a song about "Problem with friend"

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Gotta problem with the way i play my deck?

Heard you have got problem with erection

What up girl, tell me how you been

Lyrics his only friend, his brain could be let loose with that paper and pen

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

With a shrink i felt the problem must be dealt,

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

If you gotta problem

He gave me brain, an his friend got a 4.0 with him breaking me off,

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

You got a problem with my ass and then you talk so big

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

So i asked my best friend to provide assistance to try to get her with me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story