Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped
This depression feels like being fucking stabbed
I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
My rapping moves on ,from the depression
My talent should take me places i've never been
Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.
And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them
Suicide depression,
What up girl, tell me how you been
How's your life feel after all this damn depression,
Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin
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