This is a song about "Making depressions trend"

Continue the trend, time well spent making this bitch a percent,

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

About what they're not making

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Trend to wallow in pain, when the vomitspitting wane

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Niggas in the street scared

Love is like a new trend

A ghetto in the making.

Where the thing is amazing

Rawest practice and making

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

While im in the making

That photograph is fading

Depressions getting worse, i need to flee

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy