This is a song about "Tim hortons drive thru depression"

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

But luckily tim changed my year

Haters beware, i can see clear

I've met depression on numerous days

And hot dayscocking my heat shooting it sideways

Smoking weed with depression,

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

You caught me in a state of depression

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Call the network dipset family ties

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Confession! i've never even heard of depression