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

Rapping is my profession, i am going through a depression

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

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

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Some thing i keep to my self

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

The knowledge of my self still

Texting my mama current self

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Go where you ain't been

From this pain and depression.

I got rich from a little struggle

This love and hate are my arsenal,