This is a song about "Being poor now rich"

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

And now your in a school with a bunch of rich white dudes

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Bully season, i'm like bugs taking out daffy, now where's your rich daddy?/

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

There's a clear divide of race and class between the rich and poor,

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Not poor, not rich, but just enough to pull it through

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

Poor, working-class household, now i'm here out cold,

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Names and graves and the poor children who's parents are now gone away.