This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Cause my mother let me do what i want

No money, power, or drugs,

But most times darling the sequel sucks

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

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

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

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

My depression hit hard/

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Just before they seen my money in the green

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

But i dont carry guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence