This is a song about "We are a problem"

When hip hopping and steady dropping any nigga with a problem

I take ‘em to the crib and leave our future in a condom

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Whilst a waz caged up, no voice just a problem

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Government tells us we have freedom, no one sees a problem

Sponge bob you a square, i'm a pi problem

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

We are on a great run

I'm a son of a gun

Inside we are coming in a

The science and the art, africa

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Never even mentioned you had a problem.

Everybody got they problem, and we here tryna solve 'em.

So i gotta pitch them this, for a better outcome