So if it comes down, may the best man win
How's your life feel after all this damn depression,
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,
Enough oppression, leading to depression
Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation
She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection
That last line i did just caused depression it ain't the end for me and aggression
Suicide depression,
You're uncool like my mother kin
And other times i could only settle my depression with rapping,
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
When i'm sober - i'll be in a state of depression
If a period is late then i will mark it with a question
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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