This is a song about "Family poor"

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

K family, billionaires

After lebron, i'm what's next

I represent the desperation of the poor

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

Roslanskeet, i'll kill your whole family.

Third ward general, young cash money

20 racks really thats sneaker money

You're one of the family?

You see my family wasn't poor, we had enough to live,

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Visiting the family