Rappers go through depression every here and there obsession Tryna find yourself is so stressing They talk about you Cause they jealous Buckle up, social media reckless Don’t care about yo feelings They selfish, lifeless They don't want you close to their extent Gotta swallow yo pride to express all this, I'm the mailman I got to address this shit, cus my mama said It’s the only way you’ll grow Like steph curry you gotta let it go, Can’t hold it in cause it’s gone show You C4, in minutes you’ll blow Like some pumas, Put it all on the track Take the beat, eat it up like a snack Don’t let them derail you, Stay on track Spaulding yeah dog, You’ll bounce back there are many demon proven to be dajjall but i gat the lord spirit that won't make me divert all what dey do for me like it advert gat d money now any currency i can convert they said fuck but never said smart cus i don't cheat i no how i slept on a mat now gat the peace that make me fat dey look down at me as a rat but nevermind i put up my hat