This is a song about "Depression"

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

This depression feels like being fucking stabbed

My depression hit hard/

Soon as we start

Cause you can't truly appreciate the happiness without depression/

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

From this pain and depression.

Class is in session

You're uncool like my mother kin

Smoking weed with depression,

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

His depression never ceases but he keeps hiding it well

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Only way settle my depression with rapping