This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Suicide depression,

She all on my skin

Smoking weed with depression,

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Amen, they say you only live once

No money, power, or drugs,

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

So rest your weary heart

My depression hit hard/