This is a song about "Depression and suicidal thoughts"

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

You gather your thoughts and then return here undetected,

Well baby bot there ain't no question

From this pain and depression.

I ponder and i wonder through my own different thoughts,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

My bars are a fluent fit / a confusing mix exiting my spewing lips

Cut after bleeding cut cover his wrists, depression persists and his aggression exists

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

This green's got me clumping jots and thoughts