This is a song about "Being broke and depressed"

Ever since then i had no job

And i'm convinced we're broke,

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

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

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Success is my idol being broke is my rival

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Yall fuck it yes im depressed and dress in black

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

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

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

And i do confess that i am a mess, every other day depressed

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot