This is a song about "Depression"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Depression, confession, ascension we share with each other

His depression never ceases but he keeps hiding it well

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

My depression hit hard/

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Enough oppression, leading to depression

Well baby bot there ain't no question

You caught me in a state of depression

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

That the world's in great depression

You're uncool like my mother kin

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

I've met depression on numerous days

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Smoking weed with depression,