This is a song about "Guns drugs money depression"

My depression hit hard/

February cold as my heart

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Suicide depression,

Gin makes me sin

You caught me in a state of depression

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

That was my influence

But i dont carry guns

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

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