Look
I am the problem
In all the solutions
I am the drama
Karma
The only solution
I blow smoke
To fix the air pollution
The confusion
If I am a cure or a poison
I might be a disease
But you know
To each their own.

If it's a storm that you desire
A storm is what you will get
I don't give empty promises
So, it's a promise
Not a threat
You know
You can't thrive with me
Breathing down your neck.

I know
I am the problem
You can't afford to pay your check
And I won't let it slide
I will teach you
To pull your own...