This is a song about "Demons depression suicide drugs trapping"

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Gettin to know his demons

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

My niggas out here trapping a lot

But you can't hide

Thinkin bout suicide

So if it comes down, may the best man win

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Then i'll twist round you guys, trapping/

I love the way you're standing

You caught me in a state of depression

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