This is a song about "Broke poor"

Now momma told me be careful who you love

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

And broke multiple laws

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

If your broke its cuz i broke you