This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

From this pain and depression.

You're uncool like my mother kin

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

My depression hit hard/

Blasting out some backyard