This is a song about "Blue clues depression murders"

You're uncool like my mother kin

Smoking weed with depression,

Move like i’m walking with an open case

I've met depression on numerous days

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

How could i lose, when the youth's decisions are clues,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

You caught me in a state of depression

I got these tats all on my arms

Sitting viewing blue's clues best say your psalms

Suicide depression,

It ain't where i been

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

What up girl, tell me how you been

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Everyday we do it right, we're always duckin' murders,