This is a song about "Problems i m the world"

I was meant to lead the world

But i murder him first

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

First world problems written through the spittin verse hurled till it blossoms

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I know the whole world sky

All you niggas die

The solution to all my problems

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

I ain't got knowledge of the world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

A couple children i can raise who actually love the world,