This is a song about "Problem"

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

This problem happened two years ago

"huston we have a problem... it's not going to solve it's self, it's a big problem,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

He been waiting for his connection to come

There's nothin' like where i come from

But if you got a fucking problem

I just wanna go to the slum

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

If finding somebody real is your fucking problem

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Problem? take it to maury

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three