This is a song about "I was poor"

Alas poor phenomenaldropper, i knew him well

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

Took heed to corrections cuz how poor i was rated"

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them hoes be open

I used to be poor in the bad part down, stealing bikes to run,

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

And see i grew up poor, i probably didn't have two dollars,

And we was poor, but our life chances weren't better than yours,

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

And i grew up poor with no cash flow in the country, you ain't even know it,

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket