This is a song about "Troubles of the world"

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

This is dedicated to the women of the world...

Abuse paper, run through it 'til the ink's out

On top of the world but underground

Parents just don't understand my troubles with "the man."

D-low where's the trigger, i'll let this bullet play hero.. bang

I ain't got knowledge of the world

But i murder him first

Half of the world sees success in me

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Weight of the world, i lift without preparation

The troubles in the system have arisen, i must share,

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair