This is a song about "The great depression"

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Shit this rap is so great, great the king slayer cant compete,

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

Cause you can't truly appreciate the happiness without depression/

Because of my depression i'll never be the same.

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

And the future hold a great blast

I'm on a relentless crusade like alexander the great//

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Eventually leading you to depression

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Just because bigc be the great rhyme sayer

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her