This is a song about "The problem was killed me"

You killed me from the inside out, like a parasite.

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

I was in a drive by,killed the lights like a pro as i glide by

I watched helplessly as you killed for me

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

If you got a problem then please come back at me

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Of which jesus christ was killed by lunatics

Had i not been exposed to these things

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Ask me how she was killed, do you dare?

For 9 years in spain had the time share