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

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Rica, so i can smoke my reefer and enjoy how life supposed ta treat

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

But how about y’all look at whoever is leading the people,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

I represent the desperation of the poor

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool