This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

Cuz golly, you done made it through the fight while squabbling ali

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

Suicide depression,

Catch you up on places i've been

But i dont carry guns

Back with a vengeance

Enough oppression, leading to depression

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

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

You caught me in a state of depression

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

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

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

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