Enough oppression, leading to depression
Well baby bot there ain't no question
First off congratulations on the win
Eventually leading you to depression
From this pain and depression.
Double mg not to mention
But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
So rest your weary heart
My depression hit hard/
I've met depression on numerous days
It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face
Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears
See this depression and aspergers and god knows what else
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