This is a song about "Problems"

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Hang your problems on a hanger

I found a solution to all my stress and problems/

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Light a cigarette to burn the cash and the problems

Here i go again, falling in love

Using my mind, to solve these problems

Together all the timethought it was true love

I'm a hot topic, holding the rocket, we got problems?

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

I've enough problems to deal with

I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems

In kitchen, whippin' blow, it got the same damn crumbs

Don't get me wrong, they always had problems

Stack up your funds like a million bucks