This is a song about "I lived through poverty and racism"

Lived in the poverty with the robbers, he's like a boxer, bitch,

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

I always lived without my mom but i know she loves me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

To my niggas everywhere who go through harsh poverty,

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

But it’s hard to believe with all this poverty and crime,

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though