This is a song about "Going through depression"

Going through the purse of your spouse

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

Going through struggle, baby we are gonna push through/

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

When i scroll through the current battles going on

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

That going through some things

It looks like im going to have to push through everything again

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Yeah, for the kids going through shit/

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Its a easy bet ofcourse,im harder than going through a divorce,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths