This is a song about "Broke poor"

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

I put it down your throat

And i'm convinced we're broke,

If your broke its cuz i broke you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

I said i don’t give a fuck

We dated, we broke up

If skill was wealth you'd be broke

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

But me and my brother never made it out school

I live by the code

Was a ghost at the most, broke