This is a song about "Sad suicide depression"

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

I've met depression on numerous days

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Its full bad,its just sad

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Enough oppression, leading to depression

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

You caught me in a state of depression

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

It's all lies, about me trying to suicide

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

My rapping moves on ,from the depression