This is a song about "Being broke and depressed"

Success is my idol being broke is my rival

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

Mentailty of a white man with a plan cause i being so broke man.

They end up repressed and depressed

Nigga i ain't never scared

Desperate for a check with a sum, depressed and act savage

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Your a joke , nothing but a hoax/fuck around and be broke/

I know you just doing your job

And i'm convinced we're broke,