Letra I am the problem Drake

I am the problem

And i apologize

I'm still fucked up from me living in Atlanta
Three hoes ain't enough girl I ain't Santa
Out the back door can't get caught on camera
I can't change i put that shit on Sandra
I'm still a good man
I'm still a good man
I'm still capable of being a really good man to you, I swear it's true
Still feel a lot of things
I still feel pain
I still see pain
I still sleep pain, eat pain
Heart on my sleeve, they should call me T-Pain
I still, I'm still a really good man
I'm still
And i apologize
Following me, I'm following me
Still got no sense of direction, i see
Touch and go with me
Had your mama reach out to me
Like you ain't come out of her and then come straight to me
Why did you play with me
Please, don't be vague with me
Aren't you, girl ar?n't you proud of me
If not then what does that m?an
I don't think you're mad at me
I think it's other things
Things like insecurity, girls that got surgery
We were so drunk when we met we got no anniversary
Porsche 911 i bought your ass like an emergency
You want some certainty
You want eternity
You want paternity, maternity and nursery
Look at my life though, show me some courtesy
Promise you heard of me, promise you heard of me
I'm still a good man
And i apologize
I'm still a good man
I'm still a good man
I'm still capable of being a really good man to you, I swear it's true