[Verse 1 : Craig Xen]
Depression make a n***a wanna blow my f**ing head clean off this whole neck of mine
So many times I contemplatebringing my life to a end
But I just can't do it right
Here for a f**ing reason lil n***as lookin' up to me
When I'm speakin' irresponsibility
I'm sending them a negative message
I question why they looking up to me as if I'm their parents
Its apparent that I'm broken
Started smokin' again duckin' shows and I feel I'm losing focus
Use to have a certain type of drive since Vinny died
It's been a fight for me to try and stay alive
Would't wanna pa** this emptiness upon my people
I know that they miss me like I miss him
I'm reminiscing on the glisten from his motorcycle
As he pull up ready to dump on anybody with his rifle
Vinny was the best friend I never had
And the closet thing to Dad
More mad that he's gone and glad that I met him
Should be happy he's in heaven but I'm f**ing selfish
Need his help?
Man I need his help desperately
Went and up'd a anti-depression don't [?]
But I'm closer now to d**h than I've ever been
Went and [?] wishes to my perfect skin
That's a sin that I intentionally took upon I mad at God
So I'm destroying his creation now