Time sits still yet to depression i am consigned Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find Only way settle my depression with rapping And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing What up girl, tell me how you been Smoking weed with depression, My position improving, not to mention My rapping moves on ,from the depression Curing depression with my pen's special medicine. And it ain't no thing, you in dungy's dungeon Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been I'll start a bout that will leave you in manic depression Catch you up on places i've been Suicide depression, Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win How's your life feel after all this damn depression,