This is a song about "Transgenders and depression"

Curing depression with my pen's special medicine.

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Sometimes i get really bad depression,

I roam like phone with no vocal reception

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Depression is an illness

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression

Confession! i've never even heard of depression

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception

How's your life feel after all this damn depression,

You're uncool like my mother kin

That the world's in great depression

Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin