[Futuristic:]
Yeah!
Stop that, any show, I betta rock that
When I drop that, Everybody finna' cop that
n***a pop that, gettin' brain like a tophat
Ahead of my time, somebody rewind the clock back
And your boy keep goin', flex on a hater like my name Hulk Hogan
Scared em, Fear Factor, Joe Rogan
You sing to a n***a like yo name Frank Ocean
"Oh sh**, did he just say that? Let me replay that
Yup, he did, I'm way mad
This the type of sh** that really make me hate rap"
Calm the f** down, ASAP
I'm Futuristic, You recordin' on an 8-track
And I got flow like I been rockin' a wave cap
Pop up in the maybach, Put on the face mask
Let the AK (CLAP) Blow off ya name tag (haa)
That's typical sh**, but me ain't no typical kid
I got a typical chick, in a typical whip, but I promise baby girl this ain't no typical dick
I'm lyrically sick, mentally blessed, physically I'm pretty legit
And I told this chick to dip like a chip, her n***a ain't say sh** like a typical b**h
I'm the biggest problem you can't solve it, math equation
I'm the future I see the future like That's So Raven
I'm goin' hard just like a bo*er but no masturbation
I'm spittin' on all of these hoes, ejaculation
[Hook:]
Houston we have a problem
Houston we have a problem
Houston we have a problem
I'm a problem, Can't nobody stop em! [x2]
[K.I.D:]
K.I.D too real n***a, bars artist, still n***a
Your songs don't hit at all, you spit sh** I don't feel n***a
You walk like you wear heels n***a, you thought you gonna pa** fo me
Spit flames like propane, you thought you goin' gas me?
Never that cause I'm never wack, n***a I don't stop till the song done
Tell these guys to keep the hoes I'm the type of n***a they mom want
Your dad thinks I'm a great guy because I call him mister
So when I'm done with your mom, he wants me to date your sister (Wow)
Pow! Right in the kisser, Runnin' sh** so long that I got blisters
This is my world because I'm a star, I'm solely sorry you not on my system dog
Oh you do this super duper, can't keep up, you's a loser
You could have a moped, you could have a boat, you could have a bike, you could have a scooter
You could have Steve Jobs build a computer
n***a I'm a problem and you can't solve it
Calculators, hours later, and all you n***as is gettin' it wrong
It's not your fault you're hella dumb, Bein' this real is hella fun, Yeah
Me and Futuristic, f** your heart, show me statistics dog
[Hook]
[SK4MC:]
Start that, I'm a show you where the heart at
Doin' this a lifetime, show you where my art at
Pull my dick out, yo momma had a heart attack
Leave the mic, fishing rod, now it's just an artifact
You're official like NFL replacement referees
I was bigger than your daddy, actually when I was 17
Out in Vegas, with your momma, and her recipe
For destiny, Destruction, and a thousand hits of Ketamine
Kyle the Problem, Futuristic the Problem, SK4MC the Problem b**hh
(Can't nobody stop em!)
On the porch, like a pimp and sh**
Never used crutches but I gotta limp and sh**
I heard y'all n***as want beef, well tonight I fixed up shrimp and sh**
It's imminent that your feminine, and your pockets make a synonym
For a dinner made of Mickey D's and a king-sized bag of M&Ms
I'm the- I'm the biggest problem f** your life, eat jerky bacon
In the- In the future I gave you sutures hospital patient
If you're trying to solve it, you must have little patience
Kyle, Futuristic, SK on the track (This time you're wastin')
[Hook]