Not a Problem - Black Lips

I woke up this morning

It was still day

Found my dog underneath the Chevrolet

I knew things would go wrong

I Got back home and my home was gone

So I grabbed a gun

And walked down into the street

I tried to find some enemies to meet

And now I’m looking

Yeah still searching

For a place with my guns in hand

because

They can’t tell me what I can or cannot do And I won’t hold them by the hand

They can lay on the ground while I snipe from the top

And see their life turn into sand

Let me tell ya why

It’s a problem

No it’s not a problem, man!