This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

That the world's in great depression

Eventually leading you to depression

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

When i'm sober - i'll be in a state of depression

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

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win