This is a song about "Stressed"

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

When i get stressed out i have to take a bud

And stressed... about my white past

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

When i get stressed i just show violence

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I'm stressed, depressed so i pick up a pen

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Really i'm stressed cause there are things i never forgot

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

The less stressed n i'm not depressed

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared