[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