[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