This is a song about "My depression and self hate"

Only way settle my depression with rapping

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Tryna keep a level head, workin like a mexican

Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

The knowledge of my self still

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Thats why i do this for my fuckin self

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

And no way a kid can destroy my self esteem

And just because my fate that i hate making enemies

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Became so drasticmilitary mind mashed all the walls they blastedif we bleed then they suffocate

You touched my hand, but you also touched my heart and took everything from me, especially the hate