This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

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

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

I've met depression on numerous days

What up girl, tell me how you been

That the world's in great depression

My depression hit hard/

Blasting out some backyard

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

Anxiety, anxiety, tripping over reality

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Cause you can't truly appreciate the happiness without depression/

Eventually leading you to depression

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

Enough oppression, leading to depression

My talent should take me places i've never been