This is a song about "Overcoming a depression"

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

What up girl, tell me how you been

My depression hit hard/

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

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

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

I've met depression on numerous days

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

This depression feels like being fucking stabbed

So if it comes down, may the best man win

That the world's in great depression

Enough oppression, leading to depression

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.