This is a song about "Depression and pusy"

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

Depression, confession, ascension we share with each other

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Smoking weed with depression,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Enough oppression, leading to depression

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Go where you ain't been

From this pain and depression.

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

My talent should take me places i've never been

How's your life feel after all this damn depression,

But little to no interest after election

Eventually leading you to depression

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin