This is a song about "Being broke and depressed"

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

But you still give me shit for being so depressed,

Being broke is to blame

And i put that on my name

Black fours red drop head doors

And broke multiple laws

They end up repressed and depressed

Then push the milk on a slow bend

And i'm convinced we're broke,

I just know i'm that dope

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Became depressed , all day ate and slept/ hygine wasnt a

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

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

Now move a little bit to the left

A childhood being depressed,