This is a song about "Depression and pessimistic and flicks and rocks"

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

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

And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

See this depression and aspergers and god knows what else

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

That last line i did just caused depression it ain't the end for me and aggression

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Go where you ain't been

Suicide depression,

K.n.b., abstrakt, and motherfuckers, kick rocks,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox