[sample repeated throughout the song]
"No matter what the problem is
There's one who understands, and you can"
[Intro]
Yeah, Tera Iz Him
The sh** is real, Problem Child
Yo, yo..
[Verse 1]
My first born, birthed from shorty in the next project
Chinky-eyed, little n***a had to gain his respect
So I bust my gun, sold d** to they dunn
Hard rock, little n***a, running two thirty-one
Made a few kingpin moves, neck rose to pretty penny
Rock cold in the trail, I'm out of state drinking Henny
Laying low in places, they never seen Puerto Ricans
b**hes loving my style, cause it's slang how I speak it
Blow up back to 4th's studio room, smoke a bloom
LP coming soon, first n***as was cartoon
I got touched on the day Christ died, my Earth cried
Exploitation so high, though his promise to try
As I laid in the hospital bed, leg full of lead
Sick thoughts went through my head, eyes blood shot red
On the hall, where my lawyer case ain't looking too good
Fake n***as on my dick, talking sh** in the hood
Rumors that I got merked off, get the story straight, jerk-off
A year later, spotted in a Beamer with my shirt off
Wilding out, burgundy doubt, went all out
Low profile, chain swinging heavy when I'm pealing out
[Chorus] (x2)
Teach the truth, deal with facts
Feed ya seed and watch ya back
With the jakes, avoid contact
And on the world make a large impact
Yo, cause y'all can talk all the sh** y'all want
And y'all can smoke all the blunts and front
Yo, when funds is low at the end of the month
Re-up, and cop the Terrorist sh**
[Outro]
Save ya life, word
What ya know about problems?
And got a big one, knawhatimean?
Shout out to my God, word