This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

From this pain and depression.

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

I've met depression on numerous days

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Suicide depression,

You're uncool like my mother kin

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,

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

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Autism and anxiety have riddled his life

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

Getting flooded by anxiety, feeling conquered,