This is a song about "Broke people"

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

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

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Writing some dope ass lyrics while others go broke.

Now we got to heal cause you gotten our hearts broke

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

To soho, baby milo so dope

If skill was wealth you'd be broke

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

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

You broke through the fetters

So you finally got the nerve

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

You pay your favorite stripper car note