Hes fucking insane, retartedly mental
I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil
Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression
They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win
Enough oppression, leading to depression
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
I've met depression on numerous days
If he don't show up, think i can take his place
I'm mental, it's instrumental
Insomnia is driving me mental,
The herb calm his mental
As i light one for ill will
Class is in session
Suicide depression,
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