This is a song about "Love and depression"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

And other times i could only settle my depression with rapping,

Enough oppression, leading to depression

So if it comes down, may the best man win

You caught me in a state of depression

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Now you speaking my language

You jennifer love hewitt and bitch

You're uncool like my mother kin

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

And my depression is slowly becoming a misconception of who i really am,

And theres no one showin me love

And now it's clear as this promise