This is a song about "Blue clues depression murders"

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Cause i guess all this love shit, it just fuckin murders me

I wake back up i cant find my car i gotta blues clues

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Enough oppression, leading to depression

New released nike shoes, pay your dues, get the clues,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

That the world's in great depression

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Until your face turns blue

The boa know they loving the crew

I've met depression on numerous days

He said that he rather put the pump to his face