This is a song about "Depression and trailer parks"

If you wanna be the first to drive mini stars to parks

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Double mg not to mention

That the world's in great depression

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

And my depression is slowly becoming a misconception of who i really am,

And trailer park and tenement, rap or heavy metal,

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I pop rappers like toast.ill rhymes is what i got diagnoased after my lyrics

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

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Keep this passage coming, get the #shaft like gordon parks,

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin