This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

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

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

But i dont carry guns

Back with a vengeance

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

It ain't where i been

Smoking weed with depression,

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.