This is a song about "Being broke and depressed"

Y'all can't stick to no g code

And i'm convinced we're broke,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Success is my idol being broke is my rival

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

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

But you still give me shit for being so depressed,

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

You're a bitch, and you broke my heart.

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

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