| I went to the free clinic cause I been actin' indecently
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| They told me I been tested too recently
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| And had to wait 'til May
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| That’s a month away, and my favorite girl is scared of everything
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| Yo, I swear to everything
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| But yet I met another girl on the way to go see her
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| And bought her a brassiere on Canal Street
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| It was the same girl from the joint I did with L’Orange, true story
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| And now this dude next to me is smokin'
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| Makin' my sweatshirt smell nasty
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| Yo, don’t ask me
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| I guess I got problems
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| Seems like I got problems
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| I think I got problems
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| Looks like I got problems
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| I’m surrounded by hipsters
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| What does that say about me?
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| Maybe I’m not bein' honest with myself (yeah)
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| Hipsters love independent movies
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| Shit, I love independent movies
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| Actually, I just like independent movies
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| So I think I’m cool there
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| I wanna be done with this
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| But I gotta rhyme at least some of this
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| Other genres you don’t even really have to rhyme
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| Can’t even understand what cats be sayin' half the time
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| Kurt Cobain you couldn’t understand shit
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| That shit was hot though, I ain’t tryna diss
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| Too late, y’all already pissed
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| What to do?
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| Plain to see
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| I don’t know where to go
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| Pray for me
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| Who to call?
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| Where to go?
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| That’s some shit, I’ll admit
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| I don’t know
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| I don’t know when to shave
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| I don’t know what to eat
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| I don’t know who to love
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| I don’t know who to beat
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| I don’t know how to be
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| I don’t know what to say
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| I don’t know when to leave
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| I don’t know when to stay
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| I guess I got problems
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| Seems like I got problems
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| I think I got problems (I don’t know who to love)
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| Looks like I got problems
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| I guess I got problems
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| Seems like I got problems
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| I think I got problems
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| Looks like I got problems
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| I don’t know who to love |