This is a song about "Depression and anxiety"

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

What up girl, tell me how you been

Anxiety, anxiety, tripping over reality

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

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

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

See this depression and aspergers and god knows what else

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

And other times i could only settle my depression with rapping,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Enough oppression, leading to depression

My depression hit hard/

Blasting out some backyard