This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Which's unmoved 'n' is backed with room full of anxiety

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Can't wait for summer, might just so see a preacher, with my anxiety

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

Depression is an illness

We don't ever make love

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Anxiety anxiety, hangs out in my minds eye you see

I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

I wish that i could stop and say goodbye to my anxiety.

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win