This is a song about "The troubles of northern ireland"

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Parents just don't understand my troubles with "the man."

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Their all comparing me to others' troubles

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

But then why did i have to take on my own and somebody else's troubles,

Together all the timethought it was true love

The troubles out here are always tremendous

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Told the boy to put all his troubles aside

Women troubles family problems

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

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

Broke, only skin and bone, wishing all his troubles to be gone