[Intro]
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
You don't want these fuckin' problems
[Verse 1]
44, real thugs
I don't smoke pot, I do real drugs
Hoe so trill, she'll suck so ill
Got an ass like a tire and she fuck at will
I grew up in a trailer, in a lil' town called Taylor
Got a bad bitch named Taylor, I love to take back to that trailer
Low class, white trash, tattoos, cigarettes
Heaven Hill for breakfast and my bae was cookin' crystal meth
I ain't never gave a shit, I prolly never will
Ain't had lights in two months, bitch I would rather buy some pills
My job pays minimum wage, fuck it, I show up just to steal
If I get fired, I'ma rob that bitch for real
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
[Hook]
I'm addicted to drugs, money and women
I enjoy usin' dope and I drink liquor 'til I'm pissin'
I ain't ever been shit, I'm sure tomorrow won't be different
My temper short as fuck, I bet my attitude is shitty
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I got mothafuckin' problems
[Verse 2]
I got this problem to make
Where I can't hear what you say when you bitchin'
But if your mouth wasn't on dick all the time
Might know how to say somethin' with it
Doc gave me an antipsychotic prescription but I don't take it at all
If you add these voices in my head, they say I ain't crazy at all
But bitch, I am, bi-polar as fuck, lube cream
Devil's playground, come stand in line for this mood swing
Had a convo with myself and he said, "Po your flow is too mean
Know the people want your solo, but I think we should try this group thing"
Shit I'm with it, like call it spittin' image
I really fuck with you, you put the friend in schizophrenic
Now most of y'all say I'm off, my mama just say I'm different
And I ain't sayin' that she wrong, but I know I got some shit missin'
I'm ignant, easily influenced
Bad at makin' decisions, should I snort it or chew it?
Either way, I do it, pour that fluid, kill a half pint
I overdose, die and snort the flatline
[Hook]
I'm addicted to drugs, money and women
I enjoy usin' dope and I drink liquor 'til I'm pissin'
I ain't ever been shit, I'm sure tomorrow won't be different
My temper short as fuck, I bet my attitude is shitty
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I got mothafuckin' problems
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I got a baggy full of drugs and I need 'em all
Cops pull me over, it's just an excuse to eat 'em all
This angel on my shoulder say, "Snort these lines 'til you're stupid"
And the devil on the other, say, "Steal your money to do it"
And I do it just to piss you off
I got your bitch wrapped 'round the same finger
That I use to flick you off
Out of my mind, out of this world
Never out of the pills I'm takin'
My mother fingered her ass and gave birth to the most hated
Mothafucka
[Hook]
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I'm a mothafuckin' problem
I got mothafuckin' problems
Bitch I got mothafuckin' problems
Said I got mothafuckin' problems
And you don't want these fuckin' problems