Problems

So many problems
So many problems
I wish they could all go away
I got so many problems
I got problems baby
So much
I got problems baby
So much
I got problems baby
Yeah
I got problems
Problems
I got problems
I got problems up the street
I got problems in my house
I got problems on the bus
I got problems out of my house
Problems on the block
Yeah
Problems with my cellphone
Problems with every shit
Man i wish i was gone
Damn how i could i make
All those problems go away
Problems in the hood
Yeah sometimes
The haters wanna fight me
Problems at my house
When i come
Shit get crazy
Always in an argument
Can’t take it anymore
I don’t know
Maybe
What should i do
Man
My head is fucked up
Smoke some weed
Trying to get the stress
But its limited
After all my high gone
Damn i come to normal sense
Then i start to think of all
My problems all over again
Oh damn
Maybe if i sing a song
When i sing a song
I believe my problem gonna be gone
I believe singing gonna let me be
Really
But the more i sing songs
The more problems
I get
Shit
Damn
Maybe i should change my name to
Problem
Then when i think of Taylor gang
I see this guy rapping
His name is problem
Or maybe i should do it
When i was younger
They use to tell me
I’m the child with problems
If i think of it smarter
I should name my self
Problem child
I got 99 problems
Like jay z
And my bitch is one
This shit is crazy
My girl always giving me problems
Yeah that’s me
I got problems with my bitch
Cause life is crazy
She always giving me attitude
Always arguing
Always telling me something
Like beg your pardon
Yesterday
Yeah you know
She walk up to me
Trying to make me jealous
Man
This bitch is crazy
I got problems maybe
As it if i sing a song
It would all go away
But my songs
Still stuck
I got problems
Man
I don’t know what to do
All i could think of
I don’t know
Man
I got problems baby
So much
I smoke weed
Trying to get away from my problems
So much
I sing a couple songs
Wishing it go away
Oh no
I got working problems
Oh oh
Every time i go to work
I got problems
Co workers giving me stress
I got problems
Man
I hate to work
Cause haters
Always disrespect
Always wanna tell me this and that
Always wanna give me stress
Wanna do with that
I tell everybody
Man
That’s a fact
I got girl problems
I got hood
Problems
I got working problems
I got everything
I got so many problems
Don’t know what to do
Sometimes i wonder if i’m crazy
I try to stay true
Damn
But life is life
Sing a song
Man
My problems won’t go away
The more i sing song
The more problems come to me
Life is crazy
Somebody help me