This is a song about "A broken hearted girl fighting through depression and wins"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Gave myself a new birth and another shot at fighting,

Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

And my depression is slowly becoming a misconception of who i really am,

You caught me in a state of depression

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I wanna get with you

Im a rapper through and through

You're beautiful, sweet, nice, caring, and good hearted.

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

And pray for better days

Slow and steady wins the race,