This is a song about "Broke people"

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

You pay your favorite stripper car note

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I am broke because of cindy

I fucking hate this job

And i'm convinced we're broke,

What you know about bein’ broke, seein’ people dealin’ coke,

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

I've drunk til i blacked out, woke up broke

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

If skill was wealth you'd be broke

Been running around trying find a job

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

If your broke its cuz i broke you

Used to find dope in his coat

Life's too short to not go for broke