This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

My talent should take me places i've never been

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

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

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Smoking weed with depression,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

That the world's in great depression

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Limited i'm babyit's young money hadeshome of the mic rabies

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

Suicide depression,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win