This is a song about "Depend"

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

It will all be okay. you can depend

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

Something i cant comprehend, but on you i depend, we ascend

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

But these drinks i do depend on them

Dont depend on ya weapon,it aint better than mines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Well baby bot there ain't no question

And depend on your frienda for you to win

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Befriending people who inevitably will depend on me