This is a song about "Depressing rap"

Mother died in a wedding dress, it was a depressing death that hurt his youth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

What influences you to rap

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

I live in god's waiting room, depressing as hell

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

He works hard, and so is the family, even when depressing

You got reason to brag

They told me i can't rap

Its depressing, this kingdom is prison, of this system we victim

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Tryin to show off a rap

Pass that, catch back, fast that

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

This the overdosage of lyrical rap