My rapping moves on ,from the depression
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain
Man times was very hard i cant even explain
And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin
Sometimes i get really bad depression,
I cannot explain, i cannot.
As long as we're cooperating with god
Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain
You can try but you cant explain.......
Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
I mean it doesn't explain you
I'm here tryin' to pull you through
Depression is a demon every night i hear it's cries
Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
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