Fuck Depression

We asking for things and not offering things and Trying to live like kings and Trying to hear me sing and I Want diamond rings like Ariel looking ass like Look at all of my things Stories on gram making you turn green Chasing that stack like fuckin fiend Selling your soul for a quick fix Cry but you stop for a quick pic click Why you stuntin? What? Got a lil dick? Too much fake shit Starting to feel kinda sick And when the sadness comes creepin in I hope you do not give into sin I hope you call me up cause Cause that sounds like a win win And I'll tell you F*ck jealousy F*ck possession F*ck the haters F*ck depression On God you should know I'm making all of these my last lessons We all have our secrets The smell of you secrates this I got skeltons in my closet They dance and keep me sleepless Got you actin like a fetus But what happened to your sweetness You're lack of meekness is your weakness Your penis additude is grievous You're actions are kinda seedless You're leadership is sheepish You're dreamlessness has left me speachless Baby it sounds like you need Jesus You're giving off negitivity And I swear I really don't need this Because When the sadness comes creepin in I hope you do not give into sin I hope you call me up cause Cause that sounds like a win win And I'll tell you F*ck jealousy F*ck possession F*ck the haters F*ck depression Hearts on their sleeve but they're too long Like you tryna hide it I don't want your heart baby I wanna be inside it Fight for yourself don't be quiet Love you so much I'd start a riot Ass so fat baby f*ck I forgot about my diet You're looking for the love plug and I'm trying to supply it I saw a piece of you when you lost it And I'm trying to help you find it And when the sadness comes creepin in I hope you do not give into sin I hope you call me up cause Cause that's a win win And I'll tell you F*ck jealousy F*ck possession F*ck the haters F*ck depression On God you should know I'm making all of these my last confessions