This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

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

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

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

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

Or talk politely iv got this anxiety

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

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

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Smoking weed with depression,

That the world's in great depression

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win