This is a song about "Being broke and depressed"

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

Success is my idol being broke is my rival

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

Things'll never be the same

Being broke is to blame

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

It made me depressed, and i confess, i lied to your face,

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

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

Now move a little bit to the left

They end up repressed and depressed

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

But you still give me shit for being so depressed,