This is a song about "Depression ain t no joke"

I roam like phone with no vocal reception

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

I love ya bro no homo but i’ll stab with a knife no joke

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

These niggas think its a joke

I fucking hate this job

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

Lexiee definitely a joker, no joke when she sprayed that

All because of the skin that you're wearing. it's no joke

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

This is no joke, i'm clearly trashed but i will cope

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Bitches think im lying but the rap game, aint no joke.

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before