This is a song about "Too many trust issues"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Too many years of racism allow me with greater wisdom,

There aren't too many, that can say-

I make forty-some dollars a day

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Children weighin' too many pounds, brother almost as wide

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

Too many rappers are on my hit list

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Yeah, and in god we trust? its too bad this economy's a bust

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

So now she picks up the gun

This is why i have trust issues son

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Can't agree with the president, makes too many unworthy decisions