This is a song about "Solving problems"

With no problems to tell

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

Cant escape the problems he's facing,

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Using my mind, to solve these problems

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Women troubles family problems

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

But if i force it there will be fuckin problems

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Working through our problems solving em all

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Sometimes you got problems

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Like it might solve their problems