This is a song about "How people treat the poor"

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Took heed to corrections cuz how poor i was rated"

Every day was a saturday, shit

Where most people are poor and uneducated,

Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

People treat me with respect but i ain't saying that i'm the best

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

They got all this money while people are poor

I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Poor people get twenty years, so much for created equal,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

That if you treat people like shit you gonna be like shit.