Problems - Russ

I know I got problems

At least I face them

Gotta' speak on the bullshit

Cause to me it’s not bullshit

Yeah and I’m schizophrenic, bipolar

Mental maniac mobbin'

Yellin' at the universe like

«Pay me back, I got some problems»

Uncle was on cocaine

Other uncle died early

Cousin turned to heroin

My grandpa’s got the shakes, I’m nervous

Hope he gets to see me make it

Before I see his funeral service

Yeah

Let the liquor creep, creep, creep up on me

I don’t need to sleep, sleep, sleep 'cause I’m on this

So let’s go

Woah, woah, ooh-oohh, yeah

I know I got problems

At least I face them

Gotta' speak on the bullshit

Cause to me it’s not bullshit

Yeah, I moved around a lot

Learned not to get attached

Dad gave his trust to a hoe

Tryna' get it back

Even after I was born

Nothin' worse

Than a women’s scorn

Comin' after

Kids with the wrong one

Could be a natural disaster

I remember driving up on Easter

Daddy in jail, ex wife said he beat her

My mom had to cope with this hoe, spittin' ether

And my dad doesn’t fuck with y’all

So I don’t fuck with y’all either

Yeah, I should know not to fuck with hoes

But I love them and they love me

Should of learned you could feel the burn

Of a bitch gone bitter

I know I got problems

At least I face them

Gotta' speak on the bullshit

Cause to me it’s not bullshit

I know I got problems

At least I face them

Gotta' speak on the bullshit

Cause to me it’s not bullshit

(Diemon)