I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
It made me depressed, and i confess, i lied to your face,
Then being abducted and gone.
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb
Yall fuck it yes im depressed and dress in black
I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back
When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest
And i do confess that i am a mess, every other day depressed
Heavy depressed and stressed, started sniffing sosa
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
Cause i was never hesitant to represent
Let's pretend he wasn't bullied and he had him a friend,
Im confused and distressed, happy yet im depressed
Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent
They end up repressed and depressed
Niggas in the street scared
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