This is a song about "Depression anxiety drungs money"

Blasting out some backyard

My depression hit hard/

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My talent should take me places i've never been

Eventually leading you to depression

Anxiety anxiety, hangs out in my minds eye you see

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

I've met depression on numerous days

Then get out your seat and jump around

Smoke purp anxiety stays down

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception