This is a song about "The problems of the world"

A wishing well they throw they chips to in desperation

Weight of the world, i lift without preparation

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Im fed up with lives problems case of the cold shoulders/

Just one of the many problems on my long list

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

The solution to all my problems

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

The opposite of sympathy fuck you and all your problems bitch

This is dedicated to the women of the world...

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

The world would die because of it

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Look it something they can't ever see

Half of the world sees success in me