This is a song about "Denial of depression"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Cause you can't truly appreciate the happiness without depression/

Go where you ain't been

Suicide depression,

I've met depression on numerous days

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,

Catch you up on places i've been

That the world's in great depression

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

Enough oppression, leading to depression

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

When i'm sober - i'll be in a state of depression

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

My rapping moves on ,from the depression