This is a song about "Depression and death"

Enough oppression, leading to depression

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Been on my shoulder and wait for my death

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death

I hope she's blessed and her mom copes with the death

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

And my depression is slowly becoming a misconception of who i really am,

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries