This is a song about "Blame not been poor"

It’ been broken, but not now

Will somebody please show me how

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Let's pretend he wasn't poor, and not frontin' in pain,

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

And blame us when we defend the poor, accused of arrogance,

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

And your inner mother board has not been set

It’ been broken, but not now

Bitches ain't around one thou

So not my hearts been patched

600 benz, house six hundred grand

No longer with us; he's deceased

Not one bit should i have been relieved,

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

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