This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

You're uncool like my mother kin

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Smoking weed with depression,

Go where you ain't been

My depression hit hard/

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Confession! i've never even heard of depression