This is a song about "Trouble maker"

The world is so typical

These niggas dont want no trouble

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

But its trouble that’s looking for me.

Walked up in the shop, everybody lookin' shocked

I had trouble bringing myself to even respond,

Get lit and cause trouble hammered.

Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Fake fuckers, who freeze up when there's trouble,

Misunderstood, respected, so i give it all my effort

Makin anything happen, im the maker.. say word?

Got to the end of the tunnel

My nickname could be trouble.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

That can't take an undertaker, feelin to make me meet my maker