This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

Well baby bot there ain't no question

From this pain and depression.

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

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

They don't hear the bark

My depression hit hard/

So if it comes down, may the best man win

You caught me in a state of depression

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Catch you up on places i've been

That the world's in great depression