This is a song about "Depression and selling drugs"

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

Well baby bot there ain't no question

From this pain and depression.

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

European model white bitch is eating donuts

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Wearing bally's and gold, i'm selling dope shameless to say

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness