Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
People label me as soft, emotional and poor
It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see
Or even near to my family
Ohhh, wait 'til i get back to campus
The poor stay poor, only the rich get status
A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool
I represent the desperation of the poor
Or even near to my family
Perhaps it's just a fantasy
I pray for my family
And now that i’m getting money
And so is this whole family
I’m tryna be low key
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