This is a song about "She makes me depressed"

I never crack i got that chap stick

Your fucking attitude makes me sick

Which makes me hustle my q

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

It made me depressed, and i confess, i lied to your face,

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Spitting out the shit that makes me sick

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

I'm not amused things start to make me depressed

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Spitting out the shit that makes me sick

Niggas in the street scared

Clinically depressed,

It makes me such a hypocrite

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip