This is a song about "We got problem"

Like a fiend off the best rock

We'll fuck up everything we got,

But we all got the same rights don't we?

Cause some of you bitches funny

We got money so we ball out

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

"teezy, we also got speed

The revolution will proceed

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

We dont got our shirts scrunched

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

So if you got a problem confront me with it.

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

You got a problem ill be the first guy to say you can prolly write it too

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

I got a problem, i cant concentrate