This is a song about "Troubled women"

Due to our appearances, cash, 'n women,

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

Women always on a mission

... that our existence is troubled

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Troubled economies, electing a fool//

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Living with a mininum got me troubled

Looking at these women

Hold on you can see my vision

... that our existence is troubled

With such an ugly picture in it and

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

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and