This is a song about "Being broke and depressed"

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

Being broke is to blame

Love turns into pain

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,

Carol city or was it the west

A childhood being depressed,

A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

I just know i'm that dope

And i'm convinced we're broke,

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

Im confused and distressed, happy yet im depressed

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit