This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

From this pain and depression.

Double mg not to mention

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

Enough oppression, leading to depression

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

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

I've met depression on numerous days

Put expressions in their music and create the face

You're uncool like my mother kin

That the world's in great depression

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*)

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence