This is a song about "Yo problems"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Don’t answer about your problems

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Yo im one kid but my problems are various,

Light a cigarette to burn the cash and the problems

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Don't get me wrong, they always had problems

With no problems to tell

Burberry, quite a hell

With psychological problems i live a constant cycle

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

Lately been writing poems

Using my mind, to solve these problems

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Women troubles family problems