This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Anxiety anxiety, hangs out in my minds eye you see

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Smoking weed with depression,

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

So if it comes down, may the best man win

That the world's in great depression

What up girl, tell me how you been

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

Autism and anxiety have riddled his life

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Gin makes me sin

Suicide depression,