This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

My position improving, not to mention

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

No money, power, or drugs,

Amen, they say you only live once

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks