2020 got me saying it's a brand new me,but shit dont change like a broken record on repeat, depression is my enemy it makes it difficult to breathe, it's like I hold a sign that tell the demons come to feed, plus it's free, kick up your feet, grab a chair pull up a seat, I know your hungry come and feast, my soul is ripe its smelling sweet, I feel alive but yet deceased, I'm filled with violence yet with peace, I see the signs dont see the street, I feel the vibe dont kill the beat I'm sick of this shit I ain't playing no games when your fighting a battle that is all in your brain there is nowhere to run like your stuck in a cage, and they're holding you captive no way to escape,