This is a song about "Relationship problem"

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Our relationship is worse than we left it

Kind of practical that this relationship

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

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

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

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Triangular relationship the case was congruence

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Kinship, relationship, friendship, no discriminating race shit

For him relationship is a social experiment

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked