This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

That the world's in great depression

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

From this pain and depression.

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

No money, power, or drugs,

Amen, they say you only live once

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Sometimes i get really bad depression,