This is a song about "The depression of love"

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

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

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

"i love you" he said on top of the balcony floor

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

I do it for the love of the show, i show it cause i love it

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

For the love of the gameeeeee (echo)

Or now they don't praise enough

Thats enough lost in lust of the love

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

That the world's in great depression