This is a song about "I was poor"

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I was poor, took a skill i had, i'll later make it something,

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

And you suddenly got cream and all that time was broke and poor,

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

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Took heed to corrections cuz how poor i was rated"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

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

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Would it surprise you if i told you facts about the poor whites,

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

I represent the desperation of the poor

Is what i would say because i was poor

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school