6th grade

in 6th i was strugglin shit was so bad got me fussin and i aint know what to do everyday i was crying in my room yea lemme tell you why i was depressed felt like i could never rest all because of school i was stressed yeah its crazy how so many young mother fuckers are depressed young children in poverty gitting cought in arrest i was so obsessed with pleasein everyone in 6th grade almost had enough pulled a gun to my head but aint have the balls to shoot my shot like stephin cury you gatta ball so i did finally school ends then summer starts no more depresion i could finaly do some restin now skip to 7th grade i got a gi rl good friends man i hope these happy moments never end dont wana go back to my old days i was so poor thought gang bangin was the only way was thinkin about joinin the cartel thats when u know the struggles real had adhd the doctors made me pop pills methamphetamine huh yea bye mental health rest in pest or pieces just like the pieces you gotta pick up to solve your pussle daym lookin back at this shit makes me sorta chuckle yea i had to go bear nuckle to nuckle with my self fighting deppresion back then i really didnt realise how life could be this stressin now im finnaly restin