This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

From this pain and depression.

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Or talk politely iv got this anxiety

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Depression is an illness

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

Eventually leading you to depression

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

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

Anxiety, anxiety, tripping over reality

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see