Death and anxiety have riddled my life,
I'm everything that they call nice
I've met depression on numerous days
He said that he rather put the pump to his face
My rapping moves on ,from the depression
I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win
Which's unmoved 'n' is backed with room full of anxiety
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression
Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win
And by the way i'mma start
My depression hit hard/
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
Eventually leading you to depression
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