This is a song about "Depression loneliness"

When i'm sober - i'll be in a state of depression

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

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Depression is an illness

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

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

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Enough oppression, leading to depression

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

How's your life feel after all this damn depression,

Here i go again, falling in love

I see the pain and loneliness

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Only way settle my depression with rapping

So rest your weary heart

My depression hit hard/