This is a song about "Confession"

I wish i was as rich and famous yes that's a confession,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Depression, confession, ascension we share with each other

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Open up confession to the problems i’m correcting

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

In the chair of confession i dont have the heart to speak to you

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

You be get up on this fly shit baby

I got a confession to make,but see

My flow is somethin like a church and every verse a confession nigga!

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

Strictly cali bud that's no confession

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention