This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

Smoking weed with depression,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Suicide depression,

Go where you ain't been

We left em a world that's cursed

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

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

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

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

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

But i dont carry guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince