This is a song about "Broke niggars"

If skill was wealth you'd be broke

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Been running around trying find a job

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

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

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Girl, you're fixing to get your heart broke

Life's too short to not go for broke

I fucking hate this job

Broke rappers struggling to get through

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Face i'm just a wheels man, and i'm broke,

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

If your broke its cuz i broke you

What preceded was the clue