This is a song about "Love hearbreak money depression"

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

My depression hit hard/

Snitches here don't got no heart

Catch you up on places i've been

That the world's in great depression

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

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

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

Smoking weed with depression,

Go where you ain't been

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Right flows down and they might go nice

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Pail if u still love money better prepaid your pall