This is a song about "Depressing"

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Of opposing, resenting it, held it in doleful depressing pit

We all dream one day we kings and queens

Everyday she screams, i find these depressing scenes

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

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

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

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

The ref is yelling, its a blessing though i'm guessing to y'all its depressing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

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

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

That's the depressing compromise

That hot ham and you not damn, depressing statement

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust