Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin
Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
Eventually leading you to depression
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
You were the one that wants to be my ex,
Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze
I've met depression on numerous days
Every night i stroke hoes
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those
I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression
All the women of color i'm in love with your skin
I got something you've been waiting for
Than drank that wine which is ex water,
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