This is a song about "The problem remix"

The only problem is when i'm hungry and there's only ramen in the cupboard,

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create

I apologized a trillion times

I feel the one problem in my rhymes

Reminnising to the first time my yard got raid,they took my bit of skunk that waas the

On a dope remix shout out to tyga, no diss on the net i saw yo girl chyna's vagina

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This the smoothest shit you heard since the remix to ignition/

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

George bush denied it, now look at the problem you've created