This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

Double mg not to mention

That the world's in great depression

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

Enough oppression, leading to depression

My talent should take me places i've never been

Eventually leading you to depression

You caught me in a state of depression

My position improving, not to mention

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Suicide depression,

It ain't where i been