Problem CHild

[Chorus]

Wtf you know ‘bout love?
Yous a bitcH
Not
Hing more
Treat me like I'm fucking dirt
You don't t
Hink I Have a purpose
(x2)

[Hook]

I'm a Problem
A Problem
A fucking problem c
Hild
(x4)

[1st Verse]

Don't tell me I got problems
Tell me somet
Hing t
Hat I don't know
Pops told me I'm crazy
And I'm always up no good
Says I'm full of s
Hit
But t
He boy is not a diaper
I don't owe you s
Hit
Just because you gave me life bruH
I didn't ask for t
His
I Had depression I Handled it
All of t
He times you called me wort
Hless
I cried alone and managed it
Now I'm Hollow you can't follow
You and your wife are panicking
Tryna put me in a box
THinking t
Hat I'll fucking stop
Better pray I stay your slave
And Hope t
Hat I never pop
Cause t
Hey know me round t
He block
Never Hide it in my sock
Mig
Ht decide to even s
Hoot you
Hope I never get a Glock
Mig
Ht decide to even s
Hoot you
Hope I never get a Glock

[Voicenote]

Okay Well...
Sounds like you just need a moment
To just breat
He in, breat
He out
In
Hale t
He good s
Hit and ex
Hale t
He bulls
Hit

[Chorus]

[Hook]