This is a song about "Helping the poor"

I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent

So much pressure on the poor with financial problems aint that pleasant

With him helping this time

Who's on my line

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Say a prayer and hope that the poor can find health care,

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

And then maybe the poor will survive, then hold the throne,

I'm satan's disciple, your the one helping granny cross the road!

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

White from the spliff he's hitting, claiming it's helping him fore-fill his rhythm,

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love