This is a song about "Troubled"

Finally i can see crystal clear,i see you have no career, your troubled with fear

Exploded in the lightness as a rapper not a volunteer cause your bout to fall amir

I started out as a troubled teen, hit my prime at age seventeen graffiti an hip hop was my scene

I'm god man i don't even have to breathe, but your ass must be satan cause you're actin mean

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

"this kid is troubled", wonder why? i'm beaten up and harassed,

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

... that our existence is troubled

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

This is a double entendre ur a troubled contender for my crown improve ur vocab clown/

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

Of humanity, mostly fluent lairs, who ought to show insanity. a troubled home,