This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

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

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Smoking weed with depression,

You're uncool like my mother kin

Anxiety anxiety, hangs out in my minds eye you see

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

Getting flooded by anxiety, feeling conquered,

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Enough oppression, leading to depression

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Or talk politely iv got this anxiety