This is a song about "Depression and selling drugs"

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

By selling drugs and pissin hot and gettin high

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Rappin' heat, you can fall defeat if you don't pay ya tolls

The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

And think that selling drugs is the only real way out,

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout