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

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Like a small garage in your backyard

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

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

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

The troubles out here are always tremendous

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Under heavy strobe northern nights

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Women troubles family problems

That shit was wack as fuck

Stuck in the in the tub,

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works