This is a song about "Problems quiz"

The solution to all my problems

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Tell 'em about your attitude problems

Rub the wood and ima show em love

I think found where your mind was

Mo' money, mo' problems

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

On the slow jam of love

Don't get me wrong, they always had problems

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Lets just say i had problems

Always knew where the pot was

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Sit in the water let the ocean wash away the problems.

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Yeah you know i've got a lot of motherfuckin' problems,