This is a song about "Helping out the homeless"

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

When people pass by the homeless, not giving any cents

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

And millions of homeless people back home

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

From homeless to riches, not money but #figure

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Take the time i wasted helping you out on you

Im like a soldier from the romans more frozen then a homeless guy drownin in a cold ocean

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Hate is the fuel thats helping me, this diss is sick 'n' flaming

Maybe you don't like the homeless, but they're important though

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Cuz the the one you put in my back just helping me thrive