This is a song about "Life depression"

Enough oppression, leading to depression

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

They don't hear my bark

My depression hit hard/

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

This depression feels like being fucking stabbed

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Cause you can't truly appreciate the happiness without depression/

Eventually leading you to depression

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

His depression never ceases but he keeps hiding it well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Time sits still yet to depression i am consigned