This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

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

First off congratulations on the win

Enough oppression, leading to depression

That the world's in great depression

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

From my desire now look at the fuckin' irony

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

My depression hit hard/

So rest your weary heart

From this pain and depression.

It ain't where i been

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Anxiety, anxiety, tripping over reality