This is a song about "Changing poverty"

There's much more to life than just the poverty

Must be something you want me to see

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

The rap game's changing, rearranging you know.

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

How can it exist? poverty; in my life

Changing our ways to coincide with feds,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Ripples wake, changing fates,

I know what it takes

‘bout that money probly like a fucking robbery

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

I'm going harder, and changing my pace/

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave